"Alright, last show of the summer. Let's make it one to remember" our director, Bryan called as we stood backstage. We were waiting for our last performance of our touring company's, last production of 'Macbeth' to begin. I honestly was having mixed emotions.
'This has been a great summer Savanna. Will I see you again', my leading man, Jeremy signed. Yes, one of our standard rules backstage and a standard in our group was to know and learn sign language and if we couldn't sign, write what we had to say.
'I doubt it but you have a girlfriend to go home to. I have a new job starting tomorrow' I signed back.
'Wait, you mean you aced your interview with Will Drake? Positions in his company are some of the most coveted jobs' Shannon asked, smoothing her 'Hecate' costume.
'Totally, that's why I went to the Hotel Cortez instead. He just brought it and moves in tomorrow. He insisted I stay there as well which is fine with me' I admitted.
'That mean you'll live there too' she asked as she touched up her makeup.
'It does. I sold my house in Florida long before the tour even began' I answered, smoothing my skirt.
"Two minutes to curtain" our assistant stage manager, Michael told everyone. I acknowledged him and closed my eyes, going into my character's mindset. I had no clue what was ahead.
Donovan's P.O.V
Elizabeth and I had arrived in time for a production of 'Macbeth' by a touring company called Star Crossed Dreams. We found a spot near the front and settled on the blanket that had been provided. I never had an interest in Shakespeare and remember I had found it boring in school. I only came because Elizabeth had such a passion for the arts plus always hunting for victims.
She was scanning the list of actors in the program we had been given when I saw her staring at one name intently. "Know someone" I whispered.
"It could be a coincidence but I don't know. It's the one playing Lady Macbeth. Her name is Savannah Johnson" she admitted. Right then, the play began.
It actually turned out to be a very interesting show and I saw the one Elizabeth thought she recognized. Savannah was gorgeous with darker blonde hair and, dare I admit, even more beautiful than Elizabeth. As I watched, Elizabeth and I both caught o that Savannah was an Afflicted like Elizabeth and myself.
During intermission, I finally asked Elizabeth "Why do you think you know Savannah?"
"There's a lot you don't know about me Donovan. One was that I have a sister and that is her name. That girl smells exactly like her" Elizabeth admitted to me.
"Were you and your sister sired at the same time" I asked curiously.
"In a way, she was sired first. When she found me again, she helped sire me. Now, it's been eighty seven years since we have seen each other" she answered. That surprised me that it had been that long but there might have been a reasonfor it. At last, we turned our attention back to the stage when the show resumed.
Savannah's P.O.V
I had caught the scent of two Afflicted in the audience and one smelled extremely familiar. The scent belonged to my sister, Elizabeth. I hadn't seen or heard from her in over eighty years. Not since the day that I found her at the train station alone, crying her eyes out. I feared she had gone off the deep end in her dispair.
When the show ended, I turned in all my costume pieces and accessories that were not mine and hugged everyone goodbye. The time had come for us to go our seperate our ways and begin resuming our lives. I eagerly thought about beginning work tomorrow but I had a feeling that nothing would be as it seemed.