After the turning…
We decide to look for something to drink.
Harley wipes her mouth with her red hand and sighs. She smiles and looks at me.
“So, I am still a bit hungry. Can we get something in the club?” Harley asks.
I look at Annie, pale and clinging to life with a few gasps. I take my hand and feed her my blood, reanimating Annie. “As I am done reviving Annie, we can go outside of my room to get someone to drink.” I reply. Annie wakes up and sits herself up.
“Count me in!” Annie chirps, content and happy. Not sure how she was so happy; she was dead a second ago. My blood must be very potent.
We all stand up. I look at the girls and walk to the door. I open it wide.
“Okay, ground rules. One victim. Ask them for a feeding. Your vampiric senses will help you find your dinner. If it goes wrong or if you accidentally kill them, come to me.” I address them.
We exit the door and enter the main room. The music is loud, people are dancing to the DJ and dotted around are vampires seducing victims. I raise my hand, letting the girls have some fun. Suddenly, a girl walks towards me, dancing like a cobra in an Arabic marketplace.
“Hey, sweet stuff, come over here and give me some of your vampire goodness.” She sways.
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