• "It's so you don't know where we are going." replied Hayden. "Stella has to wear one too because she isn't fully trusted by the clan."
    "Oh." I said. I could feel the car start to move faster and faster. About 15 minutes later the car started to slow and Stella said I could take the blind fold off. When I took it off I noticed that it was raining and the sky appeared to be pitch black. When I got out of the car Stella handed me a black umbrella. The first thing I noticed was the dead and twisted trees that surrounded the huge three story mansion. No lights seemed to be on in the mansion giving the location an eerie feeling. We started to walk up the cobble stone drive way to and entered the main door which had no windows on it and was made of a dark stained wood.
    When we entered the mansion it was quite and empty adding on to the eerie feeling. To the left of me there was a beautiful black piano that seemed very well kept. In fact the entire house seemed to be well kept, well as far as I could tell. To my left there was a endless seeming candle light hallway. In front of me was a grand staircase with red carpet all the way to the top. We went up the stair case and into the first set of doors I could see.
    When we opened the doors directly in front of me was a very old looking man sitting in a black and red throne wearing a purple cloak with red and black trimming. He had caterers surrounding him on all sides with a different type of food on each dish.
    "Welcome." He said directing it to me. "Thank you for bringing or guest Hayden and Stella. "
    "Our pleasure." They said almost in synchronization.
    "You may make your leave." He said to them and signaled them off. They both walked out together leaving me alone in this cold dark room that I had trouble seeing in. "How do you feel?"
    "Well I fell kind of sick and thirsty."
    "Yes, yes you must since you haven't had any blood yet. Someone get our dear guest here something to drink." A moment later a blond caterer walked in with a glass filled with a deep red liquid. When I smelt it I swiped it from the blond"s hand and chugged it down. When the blood hit the back of my throat it killed my craving for thirst and I was almost satisfied. I wanted more. I had to have more.
    "How does that taste?" asked the man.
    "I love it.... May I have more?"
    "Later but first I have to introduce myself my name is Stanislav. may I ask your name?"
    "My name is-" Just I was about to say my name a window crashed in the room and an alarm went off. Suddenly there was a group of strong looking people surrounding Stanislav and I.