I fire off another round and it slows the vampire down but it sure as hell doesn't stop him. He gets close and my heart leaps as panic overtakes me. I take a couple steps back but the fucker is faster than I am and in an instant he's on me, grabbing at me. I'm kind of boned because all I have is the gun and it's not doing dick.

Until I put it right under his chin and pull the trigger. His grip slips and I look to see the exit wound and...I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty fucking proud of myself even if firing the gun that close did make me a little deaf.