Take a right to the feeding grounds

I take the girls advice and follow where she came from. A sign is at a wooden door. ‘Feeding Ground, obsolete but purposeful for meeting and meating’. I chuckled and opened the door.

A whiff of blood wafts into my face as the door opens. I enter. On my left is a girl being devoured by two male vampires biting both her arms. A female is biting her neck. The boys are fumbling the preys breasts. She is moaning. To my right is a werewolf feasting on a male humans belly, but the boy is enjoying it, albeit his precarious position. In front of me is an empty table. I sit down.

I wait a while and see two girls sit next to me, one on my left and the other on my right.

“Hey, cute stuff. Human or vampire?” The girl on the left asks.

I look at her confused.

“My sister is full of confusion. She wanted to know if you are a human or vampire.” The girl on the right says.

“I’m a vampire.” I reply.

The girl on the left says “Are you independent or a RB?”

“I’m independent. I heard of RB on the way here.” I respond. The girl on the right sighs.

“Thank god you are not an RB. They are ambitious and they don’t belong here. My sister and I are humans, but you can choose who you can feed from.” The girl on the left says.

“May I ask what your names are?” I ask.

The girl on the right responds “My name is Virginia, my sister is Dani.”