Welcome back! This is the sequel to 'Just another day' so if you haven't read that yet, I suggest you do as it may seem a bit confusing, but then again, when isn't Morganville confusing?

I hope you enjoy this first chapter!

Myrnins POV

Cold. Its unreasonably cold, I shouldn't be able to feel this. Vampires do not get cold. I didn't know where I was, even with my advanced eyesight I could barely make out the shadows. Long, stretched shadows. Shadows that seemed to be moving in this darkness.

I can escape. Whatever the situation, whoever was responsible, I can outwit them.

I can still try to figure out where I am, yes it should be simple. I tried inhaling, to place where I am. My nose quickly plugged up with the stench of mould, overpowering even for me. Somewhere damp, somewhere dark. Half the places in Morganville are like that.

How about portals? Yes, that would be an easy task. I concentrated, trying to sense any wisp of energy that could be here. I stretched my hands in front of me, gingerly and carefully. Who knew what sort of things could be down here?

They stretched and- contact. Something very solid, I don't think even I could move this. Must be just an obstacle, something standing to block the way. I couldn't even sense any portals, any sort of connection to them. I ran my hand over the wall, my nails passing over smooth grooves. I could sense a pattern. I followed a groove with my finger, making stacked rectangular shapes, all connected-

No. I dropped my hand, and clutched it to my chest. No.

This time I turned around, and again stretched my hand out, meeting the same surface. I followed it, followed it as it curved around me, back to where I originally started. There was nothing, not even a crack or an opening. Nothing.

I couldn't be trapped here. No. No. I looked up, again towards darkness, towards untold things and possibilities. I had to get here somehow, I'm smart enough to figure this out, smarter than most vampires in this town.

I felt myself slip, my fear growing as I turned into a victim, a victim of a predator. Trapped, in this hole. It was growing colder, the kind of cold I scarcely remembered even back when I was human. If I ever was a human.

Strange moaning came from the wall, strange sounds that shouldn't belong in here, and didn't. It was a voice I recognised, a voice I vowed to forget, much more lifelike than her computer form. She was haunting me, saying and whispering things that no one alive or dead should know. I couldn't think who would be sadistic enough to do this, to pick at my weaknesses.

You shouldn't play in dark places Myrnin she whispered, and I backed up, standing against the cursed curved wall, only to move away as her voice circled me. No, this couldn't be happening, couldn't be, couldn't be-

You shouldn't have killed me Myrnin, again, her words, it was like they were attacking my brain, forcing me to remember, forcing me to feel regret.

And I couldn't stop it. I couldn't stop as her words turned to slurs, to unrecognizable drawls, as I felt myself sit in the middle, where she couldn't truly get me. But she already has. I could only feel and focus in the pounding in my head, the same darkness that surrounded me, enveloped me and cut my strings, cut my being into tiny factions. I knew my mouth opened, to blubber like a child, making noise that no one would hear.

I couldn't even speak, couldn't form recognizable words. Just noises, noises that chocked and wrestled together in my throat in their attempt to get out, to escape from me.

It was the most primal of fears, a stupidly paralyzing fear that could work wonders on the mind. And the body.

.Creeping closer. Touching me. Enclosed. Taunting me .Taking me.

So that's Myrnin. He may be dead...or not ;) All will be clearer soon.

Since I'm sorta free now, I will try to update at least once a week, yay! I hope you liked it, and as I said, all shall be revealed soon...ish.

Thanks for reading! Drop a review if you feel like it, I don't bite. Usually.

~Cheesepuffzapper