That night Cat was standing outside of Chester's window. The widow opened after her first knock. Chester was surprised to see Cat, because he thought that she was among one of the missing people, and he decided to ask, "I thought that you were missing?" Cat looked at him like she always did, with her innocent looks that let her get away with everything. "I ran away, and someone like you wouldn't happen to say anything about me showing up would you?" Chester had to think about it for a second before responding, "Does anybody else know?"

"Not unless you say a word."

"If I don't will you still come over?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Beer?"

"Yea, why?"

"Because that just might turn my maybe into a yes."

Chester walked out of the room to get the beer. His parents were out to a business dinner and wouldn't be home anytime soon. He was so glad that Cat stopped by at the right moment. When he opened the door to his room, and Cat was gone. The door closed quietly behind him and he turned around to see Cat staring at him. He didn't like the look in her eyes.

Cat stood their thinking about the taste of the blood and how his would taste. She liked and hated the craving of the blood. The second that Chester looked like he was about to make a move Cat jumped on him and snapped his neck.

Dacowa waited for Cat to return from her feast. He had told her that he wanted proof of what she had done. He wanted her to come back wanting more, but he had to take this whole vampire stuff slow because he didn't want her to be overwhelmed with everything. He had to take everything step by step.

Cat walked in the door smiling widely. She simply was proud of herself. Dacowa opened his mouth to speak but saw that she was going to tell her story so he let her start. "So, where do you want me to start?" "Wherever you want to start." Dacowa spoke with a hint of 'oh really' in his tone. Cat told him every detail until he wanted to know where the proof was. Cat held out a wineglass of blood and finished saying; "I found the glass on the counters so I decided to fill it up and bring you home some of what I was drinking instead of his head." A big smile appeared across his pale lifeless skin.

That night Cat lay in her sleeping chamber, but could not sleep. Why did she do what she did? She just laid there because she felt awful for what she had done to Chester. What the heck is wrong with me! I just killed one of my friends just because of a stupid craving! It is like I am not myself anymore. Ever since Dacowa bit me. Cat laid there for the rest of the day until night came.

Knowing what she felt earlier, remorse didn't bother her anymore because all she wanted was blood right now. The only place that she wanted to go was to Sully's house. She knew that she would feel remorse when she was done with the killing but her cravings were too strong to even care about that any more.

She had a second thought about what she was doing but decided to just do it and finish the job. This time Dacowa expected a little bit more from her. He didn't mention what it was but she had an idea and didn't care about the remorse afterwards.

When Sully answered the door there was a surprised look on his face. Before he could ask a question she answered it. "Yes, I know, I know that I am a missing person in this town, but I told my parents, and I decided to stop by."

Sully knew something was wrong because it was late at night when she came and she never came around this hour. She did change a little. Wait, something is not right here. I mean you don't just disappear for a few days and show up and act like nothing

Happened. Sully hesitated before he let her in.