You let her call reception

“Hello this is cabin 24 on Deck G,” the girl says “I’ve got a girl here saying that she has been assaulted. She’s in pretty bad shape.”

She pauses listening to the answer on the other side of the line.

“Very well, thank you so much,” she continues “we’ll be here waiting for you.”

She hangs up.

“They’ll be here in a minute,” she tells you “everything is going to be alright.”

You’re not so sure of that. You feel so thirsty that it hurts. The terrible feeling is twisting your guts, you stand and crumble on your way to the bathroom to quench your thirst on the tap. You close the door behind you. The cool water pours abundantly down your throat. You drink and drink and drink but the thirst refuses to go away. Wiping your mouth you stand and look at your reflection in the mirror. You are so pale and your eyes burn with a lustful glow. Suddenly you have a hiccup. You fall back to your knees and empty your last meal into the toilet.

“Are you all right in there?” the girl asks.

“…” you mumble between two powerful streams of vomit.

Finally only bile passes through your lips. You fall on your ass, by the basin, panting. You look around. Something is wrong, the small bathroom has no portholes, the door is sealed shut, you have not turned on the light and yet you are able to see as if it was day.

Actually, you can see better than that. Your eyes catch every detail, every imperfection of the walls, every fingerprint on the mirror, everything. It is absolutely amazing.

What is happening to you?

Somebody knocks on the door of the cabin.

“Come in,” the girl says “she’s in the bathroom”.

The door opens on a man in white uniform with an officer cap. He kneels by your side. You can sense a connection with him, a feeling of belonging. He smiles.

“Welcome to the Horde sister,” he says “we have much to discuss but first you have to feed.”

He helps you stand and walks you to the room. The bright light hurts your eyes. You can feel the tip of your fangs brushing against your lips. The girl in the middle of the room seems clueless; her neck is calling for you. Under her skin you can see her veins pulsating with delicious nectar. You walk to her, her smell is delicious. You grab her by the waist forcing her closer to you.

“Thank you,” you whisper to her ear.

Your mouth finds its way to her neck. You sink your fangs in the flesh expecting for the rushing blood but just a few drops fall on your tongue. She starts to scream as you try to bite her again to the same result. She tries to push you away but your hunger is too strong, you will not let her go.

The man in white appears behind her. A clawed hand on her mouth he forces her to bend the head to a side. Frustrated, you are about to strike again when he stops you.

“There sister, calm down,” he says “You have to look for the carotid, kiss her, feel it with your tongue, search the pulsating spot and then strike.”

You obey. For the third time you sink your fangs in the girl’s neck and this time the warm flow of her blood fills your mouth. You can feel her shaking in your arms.

Not expecting such a powerful stream, some blood sprays from the sides of your mouth. Soon you adjust your swallowing on the pulsations of her heart and not a single drop escapes your voracious appetite.

She moans loudly but you do not care as this is your first meal and nothing will distract you from the agony of pleasure submerging you.

You can feel her weakening in your arms.

As the blood flow starts running slower; you start sucking on the girl’s neck. It is not her heart who is leading anymore, now it is your turn to set the pace. You can feel her die in your arms.

The girl’s carcass falls at your feet. You look at the man in white.

“Second in command Harker” he introduces himself in a strong British accent. “You’re Samantha Restless, aren’t you? We weren’t expecting to have you join our ranks so early in the trip but I’m glad you did. It will make our task so much easier…”

The door to the room opens, a girl more or less your size enters. She looks at the corpse at your feet and terrified she runs away in the corridor screaming.

“Oh darn,” he says rushing after her.