He walked through the house taking in dust covered furniture the stench of decay heavy in the air. He wondered about the silence of the cold house. Since he had left to find Angelus he had wondered the wisdom of leaving his sire under the care of Darla.
As he wandered through he finally heard a sound, a high pitched giggle could be heard from upstairs. As he turned to walk up the grand staircase a small dark blur sped past before stopping. Turning he saw a young girl, no older than eight standing in front of him. Mortality staining her fancy dress, hair matted with blood, and vampiric ridges standing in dark relief against her pale skin. With a growl the girl continued to run away from him through the old house. He turned back and continued up the stair case now worried about what was going on as he walked through the upstairs he saw signs of life, well vampire life.
Dead bodies littered the floor pushed up against the walls as their blood flowed across the floor, mostly dry, but still sticky in some places. His shoes quickly became wet and tacky with all the blood as he walked carefully across the wooden floor looking at the myriad of bodies, old and young surrounding him.
Hearing voices at the end of the hall he continued to walk past the dead until he reached what had been the bedroom of the lord of the home. Opening the door the smell of blood grew even heavier than it had in the hallway and the rug underneath his feet was literally wet with blood squishing as he walked over it.
He walked toward the back end of the room behind a tall folding screen, there was his Drusilla in the bath tub. She was singing a nameless tune with a jumble of nonsensical lyrics as she quite literally bathed in blood. She looked as though she had been in the bath for a while, the blood was beginning to congeal and Drusilla was more sticky than wet, yet she kept trying to pour the cold blood over her head in a parody of a bath. Lying beside the bath were a pile of women's bodies with arteries cut and in various states of undress. Like most of the room this area was too covered with blood.
She finally looked up at him standing from her bath she reached out to draw him into a hug blood covering her body.
"William you return did you find Daddy, or is the nasty Daddy hiding from us all? Perhaps we shall move east and west to find him. Is not the house wonderful my William,grandmama left me in charge and I have been having such a grand time. We have been playing with the neighbors we have so many fun welcoming parties I believe I am the bell of the ball my William." She twirled around Spike giggling as she spoke.
Spike sighed watching Drusilla dance naked around the room covered in blood. Slowly Spike walked toward her prepared to first wash her off and then prepare them both for travel. By the amount of bodies littered around Drusilla had been killing quite a number of people, the majority of which looked to be families. By the absence of vampires in the home they likely were out hunting. He knew that things were about to get bad and he and Dru should probably leave soon to avoid getting hunted for all the murders. They needed to move far away perhaps even out of Europe, China was supposed to be nice this time of year.
Never again Spike thought to himself, never again will I leave her alone.