Compelled

You close your eyes and feel the pull. When open them you are at the house, or at least what is left of it.

The place is surrounded by police tape and has collapsed. Some of the interior ruins are still smoking.

You pause just a moment to consider what may have become of your brother, Keith. Of course such human relationships no longer carry the meaning they once did.

You sense what you want is in the ruins and you slip by the caution tape, paying it no mind. You glide into the ruins where Dracula’s crypt was.

You spot your lover’s coffin. It is smashed beyond recognition. He is gone, not even ashes remain. You see what pulled you here. It is a ruby ring with a large D on it.

You pick it up and slide it on your finger.

Rebuild the court of Dracul!

You understood now. Royal blood flows within your veins. The royal court of Dracul will rule mankind from the shadows and you will be its queen.

You feel the sun begin to rise. You close your eyes and run toward home. You walk inside as the first rays of morning rise above the horizon.

You make your way to your darkened room knowing you will sleep and be **** during the day. It is a situation that you need to fix…