At a complete loss he was as for the first time in Silas' life, there was no relying on his sense of scent, sight or even hearing.
Their giggles reached him, but any word they uttered among each other came strangely muffled.
Still, the vampire kept a cool head on his shoulders and compartmentalized the fear that attempted to overrun him in that moment.
There were three of them, clearly female, enjoying the fresh air in that… Place. If he could even call it that.
The closer Silas got to them, the more details turned distinguishable to him. Two of the women were familiar, but the third remained unrecognizable.
The three women sat on what seemed like a piece of fabric that fit all of them around a delicious looking meal.
They chirped about something Silas did not give much heed as he was absorbed by the brilliant smile of one of them.
