Accompany Francesca to the bar

"Fran, can I accompany you to the bar? It's a long walk and, uh..." You felt a bit awkward when you said it, but you managed to get through, "Well, I want to make sure you get there safe."

"Uh... You don't suppose I'll get attacked by those animals, right? Okay..." Fran, properly dressed and approved your strange request, "In that case, you should get dressed quickly."

"Yeah."

Dec 27th. It's bright outside and you felt like your skin was burning in the sunlight. It's getting worse, but you could endure it when you were walking at ease with Fran.

Your memories brought you back to the old days when you were walking on the road with Fran on the first day of high school. You talked about your summer vacations and laughed together. You hadn't met her for about a month back then, so you listened carefully to her every word and enjoyed her company. So did she. For so long in your life you believed that, whether the relationship between the two of you was love or not, she was and always would be a part of you that you couldn't let go.

However, it wasn't until last night that you were sure that she felt the same way. You still remembered the warmth of her body, the moisture of her lips, the pleasurable sensation brought by her touch... The little moment between the two of you last night complicated things, and you understood that she didn't want to talk about it right now.

So you just quietly walked by her side. You didn't say anything to her, nor did she to you. There was a strange silence between you two, and you didn't know how to break it.

About 15 minute later you arrived at the Night Crawler's Bar. It was deadly quiet around the place, but since usually there weren't many customer coming and drinking in daytime, you didn't feel anything wrong. Fran, however, noticed that the front door was still locked.

"Strange. Normally Victor will open the bar at 8 in the morning." Fran grabbed the key out of her pocket, "Why is it still closed?"

Your heart heavily pumped for a beat when the door was unlocked. It's a bad omen, you breathed deeply to calm yourself down. After everything that had happened in the last two days, you tended to expect the worst and got yourself prepared.

"Hello? Victor, you there?" Fran pushed open the door and stepped inside the bar. No one answered. That’s weird enough.

Nothing else was unusual except that the smell in the air was strange. You couldn't tell what that was and for a moment you felt like you're going to vomit. Something is terribly wrong, you thought as you followed Fran into the bar.

You looked around for a while and went to check the back door, while Fran walked behind the counter. There, in astonishment, she found a brown hair girl lying on the floor, naked.

"Tracy?" Fran walked up to the girl who was supposed to take her shift last night and crouched down to check on her, "Oh my God, are you alright?"

"Hmm... Fran?" Tracy sat up and rubbed her eyelids. She seemed tired and said, "When is it now?"

"It's about 9:30 in the morning. Why are you sleeping here naked?" Fran gently held Tracy's hand with concern, "Your hand is cold... Are you okay?"

"Never been better." Tracy brushed her hair gently. With the dim light, Fran saw several pairs of puncture wounds all over Tracy's neck, arms and thighs. It was at this moment that Tracy opened her red eyes and stared at Fran with a smile.

Vampires... James wasn't joking at all... When Fran saw the tips of Tracy's fangs around the corner of her mouth, she remembered everything you had told her and, before the hypnosis could take hold, she backed away from Tracy with all her strength and tried to got rid of her.

"James!" Fran screamed when she was about to turn around and run, but Tracy angrily grabbed her leg and slammed her on the floor. Fran felt dizzy and suffered a terrible headache. But she knew that she had to keep going if she wanted to live.

She struggled to crawl towards the front door and get away, but the next scratch from Tracy's claw-like hand tore off the sleeve of her trousers. Fran couldn't imagine what would happen to her if those sharp nails landed on her leg. She crawled faster, but it seemed to be too late.

Just when Tracy was about to catch Fran's leg, you came back with a chair in your hand and smashed the vampire's head with it. Tracy screamed painfully and retreated back in the shadow. You helped Fran up and got out the bar when you saw a few other people stepping downstairs. They all shared the red eyes and sharp fangs. Oh God, how many people have been turned? What the hell happened? You gasped in horror.

"Fran! Don't you dare leave me behind! You're supposed to take my shift!" You heard Tracy yelling angrily and aloud in the darkness, "Francesca, come back! Come back inside and let me teach you how to properly serve the drinks to our mistress!"

Fran shivered as she suffered from both physical and emotional damage. You covered her ears and helped her run away. Tracy's screams receded after a few seconds, and the place was all quiet again.

The two of you ran desperately until you got back to the main road. You breathed heavily when Fran stood by the road and began to cry. She was terrified.

"Why is this happening... Tracy became a... Did Victor, too?" She held herself and shivered, "I should've... I should..."

"Hey... You did good, Fran. You've done nothing wrong." You hugged Fran from behind and comforted her, "There's nothing you could've done to help them."

"But if I had believed more in you, I could've warn them..."

"If I were you, I probably wouldn't believe you if someone told me vampires existed a few days ago, either." You gently leaned your head on her shoulder, "Don't blame yourself."

"I just..." Fran sighed, turned around and looked at you. She reached out to touch those bite marks on your neck. You trembled at the touch, as the intense pleasure and those horrific moments of how you got them returned to haunt you. A sensitive warmth hit your lower part and you almost moaned aloud. You really loved Fran's caress, but you were about to come if she kept on doing this.

"Fran..." You whispered.

"I'm... I'm sorry." Sadness rose behind her lovely eyes. She withdrew her hand to hold yours, "Now I know what you've been through. I thought I was the only one who's suffering last night..."

You said nothing and just embraced her in your arms. You heard her quietly sobbing, so you softly patted her head and stroked her hair. The two of you shared a sweet moment there until you're interrupted by the loud noise of a passing car.

Now you needed to think about what to do next. You felt that your condition was getting worse and you should probably go to the church to look for help.

But the vampires in that bar was also a problem. Once the sun set and they got out, the city would be doomed. You should at least warn Sergeant Ashton about them and maybe she could be of help.

You hailed a cap and got in with Fran.