The hospital room (2)

Julia walks quietly through the hospital, trying to keep a low profile. I need to get out of here, it won't be long before they find that poor nurse she thinks.

She mulls over her fragmentary memories from the previous night. The woman's fangs. Being **** fed that strange woman's blood.

She finally admits it to herself: I am a vampire. I drink blood.

Julia has so many questions about her new condition, but right now the priority is escaping the hospital. I need to find street clothes. She peeks inside one of the rooms and sees a woman sleeping in a bed. She lets herself into the room, checks the closet, and finds shoes, a pair of jeans and a sweater. She begins dressing - they don't fit perfectly, but close enough. Julia admires her new hourglass figure in the mirror, running her hands over her full breasts. Her lips are fuller, redder. Her eyes look subtly smoky somehow, as if she were wearing a light layer of eyeshadow. He skin feels tight and flawless.

She is about to leave the room, but looks over at the sleeping woman. She smells so good, and I'm so hungry. Julia is conflicted, disturbed at what she's become, but the cravings are too strong. She walks to the bed, bending over the sleeping human. Julia inhales deeply, intoxicated by the aroma. She is surprised when she realizes that she can hear the woman's pulse, all that blood flowing just under the skin. She can't resist any longer, she covers the woman's mouth with her hand, turning her neck to the side, and drives her fangs into the side of the human's neck. Blood pulses into her mouth, the sweet nectar tasting even better than the first time. Julia feeds carefully, so as not to stain her new clothes.

The woman's pulse slows, and Julia summons the restraint to stop feeding. She withdraws her fangs. The woman only bleeds slightly from the wound, which seems to be clotting over rapidly. Julia is confused but relieved. I guess I missed the artery she thinks. She wipes her mouth on the sheets and quietly slips out of the room.

I'm a monster she thinks, but I didn't choose this. This was chosen for me. The blood is so delicious though. So fresh, so full of life.

She has so many questions. Do people I bite turn into vampires also? Do I have powers? Will the sun burn me? Am I allergic to crosses and garlic? Is poor Antonia going to rise also? Who was the woman that turned me? Will she come back for me?

She takes the elevator down to the lobby and leaves the hospital. After two feedings, she feels invigorated, invincible. It is early morning and the first rays of daybreak are visible in the east. The sun has not crossed the horizon yet, but the light is hurting her eyes and irritating her skin. Well, no sun for me, that's one question answered.

Julia walks briskly through the streets, the rashes on her skin worsening. I need to find shelter now!

She comes to a park, frantically looking for cover as the sun starts to peek over the horizon. Her skin is starting to blister and peel. She finds a maintenance shed, unlocked thankfully. She enters, closing the door, and collapses. She covers herself in tarps, and falls asleep just as the sun breaks overhead.