Over the next few days, the village of Nibelheim was thrown into chaos. Numerous people were disappearing, and then villagers claimed to have seen them walking just outside of the town. The only strange part about this was that their bodies had been buried when their desiccated corpses had been found. One villager had gone mad with fear when he believed one of them had seen him.

Damien found all of this quite amusing when he visited the village in the first hours of the night. He and Barett had sired 10 new vampires, with more on the way, and were having trouble feeding them all. It was after 11 nights of this that Damien felt the calling.

He had just ripped the throat of a villager named Sapher when he felt an immensely strong calling to go to a place that he had learned of. During his time in the town, he had also spent part of his nights learning about this new world. He had heard of a place where a person of incredible power had died. However, he never learned the name of the person. The people never spoke it, just spoke of the person as "he" or "him" but it was spoken with an inflection that told of whom they were speaking. This is where he yearned to go.

Quickly estimating how many people were left in the village, he ran to Barett.

"Barett, I'm going to go away for a few days. I need you to stay here and guard my children."

Barett only nodded and continued searching for fresh blood.

Damien simply vanished into the night.