"Feeding, baby, this is feeding," he said last before he went down my neck again. And I just screamed at the pain that pierced my skin. While his lips lingered on my neck, my whole body became hotter, and at the same time, I softened. Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to? "You really taste sweet." My eyes are getting blurry, and I can't see him properly. I tried to reach his face despite my blurry eyes. I can see red liquid on his lips. "You're a vampire." "Yes, I am" was the last thing I heard before I finally closed my eyes. It's not a dream. He's the guy from that dark room. The man with my blood on his lips.