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I don't quite know exactly what's been happennin'. I woke up on the floor next to some chap who appears to be the only other Brit around (our accents, you see). S'pose we're brother and sister. We both 'ad the same suspicion of two other people in the building. Also the same fantastic taste in apparel. We act very similar.
Did I mention we're very much without our memories? I don't know who I am at all (other than my name is Cat...meow? Funny name). Or anyone else in this bloody place.
Apparently, I am a vampire. I scoffed at the notion. Vampires? Rot. But a girl who seems to own the place and know a bit more about what's goin' on showed me my lack of reflection in a bedroom mirror. Goodness! How will ever I know what I look like? How do I apply make-up without a reflection?
I didn't feel very evil...though I was a bit peckish and some necks looked rather good. Blood (bagged) is surprisingly tastier than you'd think...though I was a bit squeamish about eatin' it at first. Eva assures me I'm a nice vampire and don't eat the people 'ere. Seems a bit odd, but she knows me better. I think I'll just stick close to my brother for now. He's called Spike. It sounds very dangerous and off-putting. And luckily the suspicious types left, lovers or some such. I think that girl should be arrested for statutory rape, I do. Seems the only ones left are a girl, some new age chap who took his wife's name or some such thing, Spike, Eva, Eva's boyfriend, and a few others I haven't really seen much of. I took note of the new age chap. He's a vampire, too. Perhaps we're all in some vampire nest thing? Don't we congregate?
We were attacked my demons as well. I suppose I shouldn't find that frightenin'. I am a vampire. The suspicious girl did take out a good deal (which is all the more suspicious). I even saw the little boy disappear and reappear across the room! How odd! One of these demon types punched me. I hardly even felt it, but my face felt funny and changed. I touched it. I was lumpy. Thank God I changed back! Vampire appeal, indeed! Luckily, we all are safe. No one became dust. And no one died. Wonder why they attacked?
I also appear to be a dominatrix...judgin' by the outfit. I hope my brother approves of me lifestyle. (Honestly, I found a whip curled up in my pocket.)
This is all very strange. I hope someone can break this, er, spell soon. It's very disconcerting to be without memory.
Did I mention we're very much without our memories? I don't know who I am at all (other than my name is Cat...meow? Funny name). Or anyone else in this bloody place.
Apparently, I am a vampire. I scoffed at the notion. Vampires? Rot. But a girl who seems to own the place and know a bit more about what's goin' on showed me my lack of reflection in a bedroom mirror. Goodness! How will ever I know what I look like? How do I apply make-up without a reflection?
I didn't feel very evil...though I was a bit peckish and some necks looked rather good. Blood (bagged) is surprisingly tastier than you'd think...though I was a bit squeamish about eatin' it at first. Eva assures me I'm a nice vampire and don't eat the people 'ere. Seems a bit odd, but she knows me better. I think I'll just stick close to my brother for now. He's called Spike. It sounds very dangerous and off-putting. And luckily the suspicious types left, lovers or some such. I think that girl should be arrested for statutory rape, I do. Seems the only ones left are a girl, some new age chap who took his wife's name or some such thing, Spike, Eva, Eva's boyfriend, and a few others I haven't really seen much of. I took note of the new age chap. He's a vampire, too. Perhaps we're all in some vampire nest thing? Don't we congregate?
We were attacked my demons as well. I suppose I shouldn't find that frightenin'. I am a vampire. The suspicious girl did take out a good deal (which is all the more suspicious). I even saw the little boy disappear and reappear across the room! How odd! One of these demon types punched me. I hardly even felt it, but my face felt funny and changed. I touched it. I was lumpy. Thank God I changed back! Vampire appeal, indeed! Luckily, we all are safe. No one became dust. And no one died. Wonder why they attacked?
I also appear to be a dominatrix...judgin' by the outfit. I hope my brother approves of me lifestyle. (Honestly, I found a whip curled up in my pocket.)
This is all very strange. I hope someone can break this, er, spell soon. It's very disconcerting to be without memory.