1756 Harrow, London
The warm lit room was welcoming, even after only spending a few minutes in the chilly, autumn air. The gold chandeliers dangled from the angel painted ceilings. The diamond crystals that hung down from the candlelit chandeliers made the whole ball room shimmer. The tall man in the slim suit extended his arm gesturing her to take of her lace petti coat, she smiled and bowed her head at him. She hitched her dress up and entered the massive but, still elegant hall were the main festivities were. The jade green dress stood out in the yellow, red masses of fabric. Her dress was strapless and simple at the top. The corset was bund tightly around her waist to make her seem skinnier than she already was. The dress was patterned with tiny pink and blue flowers. Another suit wearing man, this time shorter and much plumper, approached her, balancing a silver tray carrying thin champagne glass. The waiter lowered the tray and she gratefully took a glass. Walking, she took sips from the delightfully bubbly champagne, it had a fresh, fruity taste. Handsome young men smiled and bowed at the young lady, making their dates glare at her. Tossing her golden curls behind her shoulder, she approached another, corset bound figure. Extending a frail, pale hand she lightly tapped her friend on the shoulder. A brown haired girl turned around and as soon as she recognized who had tapped her on the shoulder, she threw her arms around her.
"Victoria", she mumbled, swallowing the rest of the food she had been nibbling on. Victoria smiled back revealing her pearly teeth. Victoria had traveled days to get to the estate of her families wealthy friend, to see her long lost friend. "Katherine", she replied, "I missed you, I'm so glad you left Bulgaria and came here, to England." Katherine nodded in agreement. "Follow me", she mumbled, waving for Victoria to follow, "we have a lot to catch up on". Victoria weaved through the crowds of chatting people. She had met Katherine Pierce two years ago. Victoria's family had sheltered her in their family house on the east coast of England. Katherine had been running from someone, and while Victoria was suspicious of the beautiful new girl, they bonded over shopping and of course boy's. Katherine led her through the crowds to a gold stair case on the left side of the room. It curved up to the second floor. Staying on the left side of the stair case, Victoria lightly placed her left hand on the railing and used her right hand to hold up her heavy dress. Once she had dragged herself up the stairs she was panting, firstly because of the heavy jade dress and secondly she couldn't breathe because of the horrifically tight corset. Katherine looked back and smiled to see her friend bent over and coughing. Katherine kept walking then turned left. Without thinking, Victoria followed. She followed her into a wide gang. The walls were painted a light sunshine yellow, the walls were plastered with gold framed pictures of landscapes. Katherine stopped at a white wooden door, she pushed the open the doors and entered. The room was plain, still being redecorated. White sheets covered the walls and floors. Katherine stood in the middle of the room, arms folded behind her back. She was wearing a black dress with blood red down the center of it. The black sleeves went down to the elbows where they frilled out in to black layers of silk. Katherine turned around and wondered through the dimly lit room towards Victoria. She stopped right in front of her. Exhaling, Katherine twirled one of Victoria's gold locks around her long, slim finger. The last thing Victoria saw in this life was the horrifying sight of fangs rushing towards her.