Sarah woke up and immediately felt terrified. She had no idea what had just happened. She was laying down on what seemed to be a very hard concrete floor, and her arms and legs were spread out on the floor. She realized quickly that she could not move them, and then an instant later realized something was holding her there, only there were no ropes, no chains( as if any of those things could hold her), only this odd humming noise coming from the floor. She was thirsty. It really had been too long. Much too long and every second she spent on the floor it only became worse. There it was...just like the first time. Then it hit her. Something was wrong. She shouldn't be this thirsty, she did have some blood a short while ago. Everything is okay.
The hooded figure standing outside the room that held Sarah Vida was quietly whispering words into his two fingers pressed against his lips. As he spoke there was almost an audible sound and Sarah's thirst was beginning to calm. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked down a large wooden passageway. He turned left and came to a window that revealed the house he was in to be surrounded by a large forest. He looked out the window and the moonlight shining down on his face showed him to be but a very young boy. He looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. His face was round, boyish. It carried with it an innocence that would put you at ease if you had not looked into his eyes. His eyes are a very warm brown but something in them is off, as if only a ghost was staring back at you. He stared into the moon for an amount of time that to an observer would have been two hours but to him it felt like only a few seconds. He turned away from the window and the shadows once again swallowed his face. " She is...so frail; in more ways than one. To find her way to that place...very rare indeed. Very well Sarah...I shall witness where your strange fate takes you."
Sarah was staring at the ceiling. She kept looking around, trying to listen for something, anything. With her abilities it should not be a problem but for some reason nothing she tried worked. Then the humming stopped, and a door creaked open. " Sarah, you can get up now." She sped up onto her feet her senses already flared for a fight. But when she saw him standing there, his warm, white skin, his innocent face, she hesitated. His golden brown hair stood out as the most attractive feature. He just stood there, leaning against the wall his right foot supporting him. Then she saw his eyes and knew then, this was no boy, and she lunged at him.