About a year ago, in the past...
Whatever they've shoved into my veins, sedatives, toxins, who knows, it made me see things. For a second, throughout all that pain, I swore I saw an angel. She was wearing a pair of glasses, which I thought, was rather odd for a supernatural being. Her skin was pale, her hair was dark as night as she stood there, all pure and hidden in the dark.
Watching. Probably waiting to take me. End all this pain, finally.
Yeah, that sounds nice.
"Wake up, vampire!" someone barked. I screamed.
Something hot dug into my ribs. Iron. A hot poker. Fucking hell. A nice splash of water or a simple shout into the ear would've been nice. Their people were already hungry and freezing in the streets, might as well save this resource on me. Fuck.
