Godric
I sprung up to see what the flash was. I looked to the upper corner of the ceiling. There was a camera there, motion dectected I presumed. I moved towards the camera when suddenly I heard a coughing noise. I froze. A few more coughs. Was someone in the room? I looked; nope just me and...Juliet. But Juliet was dead, how could she possibly cough? There had to be someone else here. I went to do a search of the whole church.
Juliet
I opened my eyes and found that I was in a place with soft, white walls. I tried to move but found that I couldn't move my hands or feet more than side to side. Where the hell was I?
I heard footsteps approaching. I screamed so they would know where I was. Seconds later a man appeared. He was pale, had short brown hair, and brown eyes. He looked at me with bewilderment.
"What?" I asked him. He just shook his head in disbelief. He lifted something off me and let me out.
As I climbed out I realized that I was in a casket. Why was I in a casket? I must have stared at the coffin for a long time because he asked me,
"Do you know what happened?"
"No. I don't know why I'm here or who am I? By the way, who are you?"
"I'm Godric, sheriff of Area 9."
"Area 9?"
"It's a piece of territory that I control. It is also where my nest lives."
If Godric was a shrieff of an area and had a nest, he had to be a vampire. A vampire who drank blood no doubt. And here I was, food for the hungry vampire. I gulped. I had to get out of here before things got risky.
"Well that's very nice. I better be going now, don't want people to worry about me." I headed towards the door. So far he wasn't following me. This was good, just remain calm until you reach the end. The only problem was that I didn't know where I was going once I escaped. I couldn't remember where I lived, where my house was, or if I lived with anyone. Great, getting home should be fun. I had my hand on the door handle when a cold hand landed on top of mine.
"Don't go." he said. His voice was filled with such authority.
"Why not?"
He hesitated before he replied, "Because we need to find out what just happened." I gave him a confused look. Surley he was joking. He continued, "Well we need to figure out why you came back to life."
"Back to life?" Now it was he who gave me the confused look.
"You were in the coffin, dead, and then something happened, and you were alive."
I was silent for a minute. "Are you trying to tell me that I was dead?"
"Yes."
Godric
Juliet looked at me with scared eyes. She looked so helpless.
"Do you know where you are staying?"
She shook her head.
"You can stay with me if you would like. I have a spare room."
"Stay with you? I don't even know you. Plus a human amoung a bunch of vampires doesn't seem like a good idea to me."
"You have a point, but I assure you, none of my vampires will harm you."
She contiplated my proposition. After a long moment passed, she said, quite reluctantly, "I don't remember where I'm from or who I am. So I don't really have a place to stay. I could stay with you, but only until I remember."
I smiled, "Excellent."
I held the door open for her as we walked out of the church.
