Snooping around, thinking about an old prophecy

Studying everything. The few information on where the couple has been found and how. The skelettons themselves and...

secretly all security measures taken in the museum. Then it was crystal clear to Smaranda, that she would need help to do what she was up to do.

It couldn´t be done now, it couldn´t be done only by herself and it shouldn´t be done here. Well if there was no way to get the skelettal couple out of the museum it would need to be done here. Yet according to what Smaranda remembered it would be better to do it on holy ground....

While snoping around Smaranda tried to recall as much as possible of the old prophecy that was passed down the female line of her ancestors to her. Of course up to now she thought of it as of an odd old tale to scare children with, yet seeing the couple, the thrones everything started to make sense...

Smaranda was fascinated were lesser people would have been outright scared, yet if she remembered that correctly all females in her family were nearly fearless. No they in fact seem to embrace danger, dark secrets and strange things like this.

The prophecy.... well how did it go... of course it was in rhyhmes like all those stuff. If Smaranda hated something then it was poesie, she never was good at it and therefore only splinters and images of the prophecy came to her mind when she was digging hard to find it.

There was mentioning of a mysterious couple in a dark castle back in Romania... centuries ago, they.... well they were let´s say "open minded" at least by contemporary standards, yet by the ethics back then they were outright sinners, scandalous and blasphemous.. orgies happend at their estate. Involving lots and lots of young people....most of them beautiful women...

So far Smaranda was willing to believe that those decadent aristocrats did some things that were against ethic standards of their time. Well the people in the small town had different standards and as the couple started to involve more and more young people corrupting them to their ways... conflict was ineviatbel....

Yet there was the more mystical part that claimed that the couple were vampires!

Until Smaranda entered the exhibit she would have thought of that part as nonsense. And of course she thought in the same way about the part that she was one of "a chosen few" which possesses a "key" to ressurrect those fallen vampires.... a "key" cunningly hidden within the bloodlines, what else do you expect of vampires? The bloodlines of the children of the some of the young girls who were part of the coven the vampires had formed out of their most willing and vicious followers...

All of the children and children of those children of those followers, the prophecy went on had a mark. The mark of the lusting vampires...

Thinking of her mark Smaranda mechanically lowered her hand to her crotch, just to stop herself the very last moment. Reminding herself where she was and that she found at least one camera watching her and the skelettons in front of her

Was it really their mark she was wearing? How was is passed from generation to generation? This should not really be possible, it was against everything she learnt. And yet it was there!