You decide to chat a little with the red-haired girl.

You turn your attention to the only living human being from a group you recently met in a dark alley in the northern slums.

This person is a young girl Helena, who was recently **** by the bandit leader Dunkan.

She continues to sit on the dirty ground. Her beautiful blue eyes saw everything that happened in a couple of minutes in this alley. She was already in a state of shock due to the **** from the bandits. But after she saw what you did, she is already close to hysterics.

You see her body trembling in horror. She begins to develop a nervous tic. Tears continue to flow continuously from her eyes.

You approach her. She slowly gets to her feet. It's not that easy because her legs are shaking.

You look at her with a smile. You like her appearance. Beautiful blue eyes, a sweet face with full lips, lush and long hair of a reddish hue; slender small figure about 160 centimeters tall, large breasts, wide hips and large buttocks.

She looks at your face with undisguised horror and disgust. Your smile, which shows off long and sharp fangs, is probably not at all reassuring.

Helena says quietly: “Please... Please... Let me go... Have mercy...”

You ignore this pathetic babble. Your strong hands imperiously press her weak body towards you. You lean down and sink your sharp fangs into the weak girl's neck. You begin to greedily drink blood from her body. You feel a rush of euphoria due to the deliciously addictive taste and pleasant aroma of the blood of this mortal being who weakly trembles in your embrace. More and more energy flows into your undead body. You feel a powerful surge of strength and satiation of hunger. A minute later you realize that you have drunk almost all the blood from the girl’s body. You feel the heartbeat of this weak human being stop. With every second, **** takes this girl into its arms more and more powerfully.

Then you take an action that is difficult to explain by purely rational motives. You vaguely remember what happened to you in the crypt. Back then you were still an ordinary human. The vampire drank almost all the blood from your weak body. And then something strange happened. You remember the feeling of blood in your mouth. The salty, tart taste of blood, which was somehow subtly different from usual. It wasn't your blood. The vampire probably did something then...

You vaguely feel some instinctive pulsations in your consciousness. Using your claws, you lightly cut the left wrist of your left hand. Due to the fact that you have recently taken “food”, several small drops of blood appear from your veins at the site of the cut. This blood is different from ordinary blood: this blood has some strange hue (too dark), it emits a faint crimson glow. You bring your wrist to the girl's mouth. Helena looks like a creature that has almost crossed the line of ****: her skin is rapidly turning pale, her heart is not beating, her gaze is glazed. Her mouth is slightly open. You make a couple of drops of blood from your wrist drip into her mouth.

After this, you place the girl's body on the ground. You wait about a minute. Nothing happens.

Long waits are not in your plans. You understand that you need to try not to draw too much attention to your person. And, especially, you need to be wary of dawn - so you definitely shouldn't spend too much time walking.

Therefore, you decide that it is time for you to return to the mansion of the merchant Oran. You turn into a bat and you fly at a high altitude above the houses.

You can easily reach the mansion.

Merchant Oran greets you with an obsequious air.

He looks ingratiatingly into your eyes and says: “Did you have a good hunt this night, master? Are you satisfied?"

You interrupt his words irritably: “Talk less, Oran! I need to replace my camisole. And don’t forget to find me a decent outfit for tomorrow’s masquerade ball!”

Having said this, you go down to the basement of the mansion and you enter the secret room in which the sarcophagus is located.

You lie down in the sarcophagus and fall asleep.