• A few hours later, Damien awoke.
    “Where am I?” Damien asked. The room he was being kept in was dark with spots of dim light provided by the few black and purple candles burning in the room. He was lying on a huge bed with dark purple sheets. There were no mirrors and only one window in the room. Damien looked towards a dark corner in the room. Sitting on a chair was the vampire that bit him. The vampire had straight blonde hair. It was a bit shorter than Damien’s. His face was very pale and his eyes were dark.
    “I see you have awakened,” said the vampire. His voice was rough and deep.
    “Who are you and where the ******** am I?” Asked Damien calmly.
    “I am the vampire Blaine. I am immortal. You are in my house on the edge of the cemetery,” replied the vampire.
    “What the ******** happening to me? I feel weird.”
    “You may feel that for a while. It’s just the feeling you get when you’re transforming into a vampire.”
    “Dark,” said Damien with a grin on his face.
    “You should rest for the day and then at night, I will teach you the ways of the vampire and how to survive,” said Blaine. Damien lay down on the bed. His body temperature was dropping and his skin was going cold. Damien took out a lighter and started to smoke some pot. He couldn’t wait to become a vampire.