Rachael wakes up as the first rays of sunlight penetrate the window and hits her face, her eyes flutter as she uses her hands to block sunlight from hitting her face. She yawns as she turns to adjust but jerks as she notices the crowd around the car. What is going on? There are half-naked men and women around the car staring at her and she wriggles at the backseat in fear and confusion. Where is Cassandra? She searches her pocket for her phone then remembers that it was missing when she woke up in Dracula’s lair. She hears a growl behind the crowd making them disperse and she tries to take a look. Cassandra comes out of the crowd and stands between them and the car, “Keep walking,” she says and they move aside. “Unlock the car,” she says to Rachael who is in the car. Rachael unlocks the car and Cassandra opens the door, “Come on, let’s get you something to eat”. Cassandra enters the front seat and Rachael joins her, “What is going on?” Rachael asks, “They are just wondering w

The room is bright as fluorescent light illuminates its walls bringing out the beauty of the colorful pictures on them. All the art in this room carries a representation of a hidden history understood only by the enlightened mind. This mini-gallery is home to paintings such as The Expulsion from The Garden of Eden, The picture of Archangel Michael standing above Fallen Angels by Luca Giordano, Bruegel and His Fallen Angels, The Chalice and so many others. Though their authenticity is something that only an expert can tell. Although these pieces of art are well recognized in the world the only artwork Count Dracula adorns like a deity is the picture of a beautiful maiden, her gold hair reflects the light of the room like little diamonds were mixed into the artwork. This art is no ordinary art to this man, it is worth more than all the holy artwork in this world; this painting takes Dracula back through his memories of happier days and it gives him hope that one day those happy day

A human-size capsule is at the center of the room with different wires connected to it. There is someone inside, floating in the liquid content of the capsule. The scientists in the room run about attending to different devices, they answer to the bald old man wearing a lab coat, his white beard looks messy as he observes through a pair of glasses. He gives out orders to his subordinates and he laughs as his project comes to a successful end but there is one happier than he is as this project comes to an end. He stands behind the old scientist who is unaware of his presence, the lights of the room reflect against his black silky hair and his dark eyes hold a hint of happiness in them. This tall man places his hands on the shoulders of this old scientist, “Professor, the smile on your face tells me I am about to hear good news” Dracula says and the smile on the professor’s face vanishes like the wind.“Sir,” he turns around to face his employer, “Yes, the project is successful and

“Gretchen,” he calls her name with disgust. They remove their hoodies to reveal their almost identical faces as they leave the edge of the roof. Gretchen is about 6’3ft tall, she has a slender body and she walks majestically. She has straight long black hair and pale white skin and her blue eyes stare down at Rachael. “How the mighty have fallen. Now you date humans? I’m disappointed”, “What do you want, wench?” “Where is Samuel?”, Gretchen’s companion and sister ask. “Not around but I can tell you he will be glad to miss this,” Gabriel says and the girl snarls at him, “Calm down Emily,” Gretchen says. Emily is about 5’12ft tall, she has much more flesh than her twin, Gretchen, her eyes hold a menacing look and her pale skin makes her look even scarier. She has short black hair and attractive curves, any man would want a woman with her body but not the face she has now, the face of a ferocious vixen. “Rachael, get out of here” Gabriel says, “If you move I will kill you, human” Gr

Cassandra cuddles up into John’s arms, his body has no warmth since he is an undead but it matters not. She is warm enough for both of them. She gets out of the bed and finds a shirt in John’s closet. She looks at her man sleeping and goes to give him a peck. His cheek is as hard as a brick. She goes to the kitchen to fix herself a glass of water. She drinks the water halfway and stops, she notices something wrong. Something feels off about John’s apartment tonight, so she sniffs into the air as she tries to get the scent of any strange presence. She drops the glass on the counter and bends down to hide behind the kitchen table. Something strange is here, but she has to be sure. She takes a deep breath and exhales; she concentrates so her sharp ears can pick up on any footstep around the house. There is one. No, several footsteps around the house and she knows for a fact that none of John’s neighbors would be coming to the house by this time of the night. The only reasonab