You were going crazy, you couldn’t explain what was happening to you otherwise. The last think you could remember was a sick guy you had wanted to help but who had attacking you instead.
Then you had woken up under earth and somehow you managed to get out, just the urge of wanting blood keeping you from panicking.
But these urges and all the new sensations made you want scream in agony. It was all too much and you didn’t understand it. You couldn’t even do anything against the guy who had given you blood first and then took you with him into a... hotel.
Others were there too, looking at you, but nobody talked.
Now, after a shower and dressed in new clothes without blood stains and dirt all over, it became clear that you weren’t dreaming.
This was real. You had drunken blood!
“What is happening to me?”, you asked, still in agony, pressing your hands agianst your head.
They guy was looking at you and he seemed sorry for you.
“What is your name?”, he asked calmly and gave you time to answer.
“(y/n). My name is (y/n).”
“Everything will be fine, (y/n). It is a lot to take in right now but I promise you will understand. And you are safe here.”
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