Blood. Red. My vision became clouded with swirls, and I felt woozy.

"Remain calm, my dear." I heard the strange voice softly whisper.

As difficult as it was, I remained standing against the force of a thousand tons.

"My, you're certainly a resiliant one." she told me, "You'll fit in just fine."

I tried to remember what had happened, but utterly failed to do so. As I felt weaker, I dropped my sword to the ground. I'd slain dragons with that blade, and here I stood completely helpless.

The mysterious figure placed her hand on my shoulder, "You may want to lie down, sweetheart. I admire your tenacity here, " she said as she gestured towards a small wooden bed in the corner of the room, "but, it would be beneficial for you to rest during the process."

I wondered what process she spoke of, but I slowly turned towards the bed and shuffled towards it, her by my side keeping me balanced. I laid down, and thoughts came to mind, but I couldn't place it. I looked down at my arms, and I noticed the paleness. I tried to speak, but lacked the strength to do so.

She then spoke, and drew my attention, "All will be explained in due time, dearie. For now... rest. It'll be the last time you're able to do so." I wondered what she meant by that, but as my vision cleared slightly, I caught a glimpse of her face, which was also incredibly pale. As I slowly began to realise what had happened, I began to fade into a deep sleep. I managed to, however, get out a few words before I fell unconscious.

"Fuck... you... Vampire..."

As I muttered out the last syllable, I blacked out.