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I hate travel coffins! They are so uncomfortable and the way they close you in so tightly, it makes you feel like your actually hundreds of feet under ground in a real coffin.

"Next time can we please get bigger travel coffins" I moaned, rubbing the side of my pelvis. "I'll see if I can arrange it" Godric said, snapping his neck from side to side, so that it made a loud cricking noise.

"So where's out first person then?" I looked across at James as he climbed out of his coffin and then towards and large black cab waiting outside for us. "It's a small town called Hornell, known for wild st patrick day parades, lots of drinking I guess."

"Rose obviously likes drinkers then" I said, moving to sit on the seat inbetween the boys, as we drove quickly away from the airport towards our first destination. "Rose liked many things. She said that beer use to make a persons blood taste so strongly of alchol, that she could believe she was drinking the real thing and that it would give it a rusty smell, like old metal." It sounded weird, but it also made me feel hungry, I had already realised that certain blood types tasted different and what a person ate made them taste different, but I never thought how much it could change someone's blood. It almost made me feel hungry again.

We didn't speak for the rest of the journey. Just sat there in silence, like statues. I thought about what this person would be like, would they be male or female? What would they be like personally? What age would they be? Why would they do something like this or had no control because they had been glamoured? Hundreds of ideas rolling around in my mind and each one just made think about why Rose would do that someone. Was it just her nature, or did becoming a vampire make you really, more evil… It kind of changed me a bit, when I get angry or upset, it's more over the top, any emotion really, but I don't have evil thoughts…all the time, maybe I have been changed because I'm a vampire….

I was thinking so thoroughly that I forgot completely where I was. James had to shake me when we had arrived at the person's house.

It was a quite small little house, neat and pretty, like something out of a fairy tale. Large trees stood on each side of a small white cobbled path, leading up to the shiny lilac door. Not the kind of place I was expecting.

James walked up first and knocked on the door, straightning himself up and putting on a warm smile. I went to walk forward, but Godric held me back, so that we were just hidden behind James.

A tall girl opened the door with a flourish. Her eyes where large and rimmed with purple eye shadow, while her hair lay around her shoulders in neat waves. She looked James up and down quickly with one glance, before giving him the same open smile. "What can I do for you?" Her voice was girly and sing song like, it reminded me of shirley temple. "I was just wondering if Abigail Barnes lived here?"

The women nodded and almost did a little curtsey "that would be me." She still hadn't noticed Godric and I in the background, consumed by all the shrubbery and flowers around us. "How lovely to meet you Abigail" James said, in his friendliest tone, holding out his hand to her, so that he could shake it. "My names Harvey, Harvey Terrance. I was just wondering if I could possibly talk to you inside and if my friends could join me." I watched as James leaned in slightly, his tone becoming calmer and slightly cold, his eyes focusing completely on hers. She was his in seconds. "Of course, won't you all please come in?"

Abigail stepped out of the way, so that we could all walk past her and into the house.

It stunk of perfume inside. Like one of those little smelly things you buy in supper markets that plug into the wall and everything was cute and cheer full, it made me seem like the darkest thing on earth, standing there in my black skinny jeans and red vest top.

James kind of took hold of Abigail's hand and lead her to the sofa, sitting her down gently next to him. He glanced at me and gestured towards the large arm chair across from him. I perched myself on the edge, while Godric leaned on the door frame just behind me, I saw his eyes scan across the whole room. He didn't seem at all comfortable.

"Now Abigail, do you know a women called Rose Barker?" Abigail grinned immediately at the sound of that name, batting her eye lids over and over again. "Of course! Rose is a great friend of mine, always giving me presents, bottles of baileys, scented candles, she's such a sweet heart"

My stomach felt like it was going to come out of my throat. How could anyone talk about Rose in that way! How does she do this to people!

James just continued to nod, keeping his eyes on Abigail's, holding her still in his gaze, making sure she didn't break out of his glamour. "Did Rose ever feed from you?"

"Did she ever what?"

"Rose was a vampire, did she ever bite you?

Abigail's face suddenly darkened, she looked down quickly and tried to get off the sofa, but James grabbed onto her hand and pulled her back down, making sure she looked at him. "Listen to me Abigail, were here to help. Just answer me, did she ever bite you?" He was stern in his voice and I could see he was almost at the point, where his fangs looked about to pop out, but he kept them hidden.

"I..I think so" she sounded dead now, like all the fear and feeling had been taken out of her. She put her hand up to her neck and brushed off some powder from her skin, leaving her hand covered in make up. There was a huge plaster across part of her neck. James leant his hand up slowly and took off the plaster.

There was about four bite marks in that one spot. I didn't dare think about what other bite marks she was concealing under that bubbly personality and bright clothes.

"Did you want her to bite you?"

"Yes" She looked suddenly up at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she was so condescending in her tone, raising one perfectly manicured eye brow, she seemed to have so many different personalities, like any second she could switch and go mad or be very quiet. Maybe that's what Rose liked about her. "Because I don't understand how you could want her to bite you"

"I wanted to do something bad. No one does anything wild in this town and Rose was so fun, she made me feel special, sexy and exciting"

"Did you ever have sex with her?" James asked, pulling his hand away from her. "No, I'm not into that sort of thing, I'll just wanted to her to bite me."

"Did Rose ever talk about a guy called Max?" Godric said suddenly, breaking the uncomfortable silence in the room. "No" Abigail replied, looking from Godric to me, to James, back to me, back to Godric. "Did she ever mention someone called James?" "No" "Anyone called Sophie?" "No"

Godric stepped forward towards her and looked her dead in the eye. He looked almost scary. "Is that the truth?"

"Yes" Abigail whispered

"Did Rose ever mention anyone to you or anything about torture, secrets, anything!" Godric growled.

"No"

"What did you talk about?" I aksed. Rose obviously wasn't that close to this girl, not as much as Abigail believed she was. "We talked about me and baileys…and blood."

I stood up and walked over to Godric, leaning up to whisper in his ear "I think we know as much as we can find out from her." Godric nodded. "James lets go, we've got a lot of people to see"

James tried to stand up, but Abigail grabbed onto his jacket. "Stay with me, we can have so much fun together"

"No. We never came to visit you today, forget everything we said and go back to your life the way it was, before Rose."

We walked out of the house, leaving Abigail standing in her living room, bites on show and a dead look in her eyes. "So who next?" I said, as we climbed into the car that still sat outside. "New York City. Time to go home Sophie."