Thomas

I'm silent, too repulsed to open my mouth as vomit lingers just outside my throat. I was not sure what to expect from this meeting, but I sure as well was not expecting the attendees to be drinking vampire blood. Especially not my father!

What the hell was happening here? And why were they comrades with a damn vampire?

The same creatures that we were already desperate to get away from! Was this some reverse psychology bullshit?

How funding different were we from the bloodsuckers if we were drinking blood too?

Another wave of repulsive hits as I realized something. There were no human donors around, but that didn't mean that they didn't have them locked away somewhere from prying eyes. My stomach churns once more just thinking of it.

Was this really human blood?

"It's quite refreshing, you know," The Vampire says breaking through my mind haze. "Just look around. Aren't they enjoying it?"

I continue to stare. I might have looked apprehensive but I was scared and mortified as