Sitting here in my bed, waiting for night to take over. Good Charlotte is playing loudly in the CD player. The room is dark and is only lit by candles. I look over old documents that I had found in Dracula's Fortress. I have looked over the same papers over and over again, but I still can not find the answer I am looking for.

I lay back in bed in frustration, my hands pulling at my hair. Then there is a knock on the door. I sit back up in bed and turn down the music."Come in." The door openeds and Julies walks in.

"Carmella. Happy Birthday." She was dressed in a strapless, gothic, black, dress with net stocking and boots that go past her knee. Around her neck she wore a silver cross

I smile at her weakly, "You know, I told you I didn't want to celebrate my birthday." Julies smiled "I know but you can't stay cooped down here on you birthday." She took my hand and pulled me out of bed.

She gave me the puppy eyed look that she always use to get me to get out of my room. "Fine. But first I have to go talk to Professer Haris." Julies looked at me confused "Who?" I just shook my head. "No one. I just have to go see him." She just shrugged her shoulders "Whatever!"

I dress myself in a red tank top and pull on some black pants. I wrap a black chocker around my neck to hide my wounds that I have carried for so long. I slip on my black boots and pull my pant leg over them. I run my fingers throuh my short, straight black hair. Then lastly, I put on my long leather jacket.

Julies smiles at me in approvement, "You look great. You are ready to have some much need fun." I roll my eyes at her as we leave the house.

We both walk into the University of Oxford. I walk up to the secretary "Hi. I am Carmella Blake, I'm here to see Professor Haris." She looks at me as if I was some kind of insect. "Follow me." She stands up and leads me into the office. She points at the chair infront of the desk "You can sit there, he will be a minute.

It was only seconds when a man entered from a different door. I stand up to greet him "Professor Haris?" He was a handsome man. Tall with brown shaggy hair. He looked at me confused then he smiled "Ah... yes. I'm Professor Haris." He shakes my hand. "What can I do for you miss...?"

"Blacke!" I informed him of my name. "Ah... yea. Miss Blacke. What can I do for you?" He said sitting down in his chair. I sit back in mind. "Well I was just wondering what imformation you can give me on...the Impaler." He looked at me with uncertained eyes. "Vladislaus Draguila?" He shook his head. I smiled impatently "Dracula!"

His eyes light up "Oh...Dracula, the Impaler." I nod my head. He stands up and walks infront of the desk and sits on the edge of it. "Well, Miss Blacke. There not much I can tell from the top of my head, but if you leave your name and number I will get back to you." I smile, then write my imformation on a pad of paper and hand it to him. I watch him slip the paper into his pocket.

An door openeds again and an older man walks in. "Andrew, what are you doing?" The young man doesn't talk he eyes away from me. "Hello, Professor Haris." He looks to the old man. I look at him in disjust, then turn to the Professor. "Hello, I am Carmella Blacke."

The real Professor shakes my hand, "Hello Carmalle." then he turned to Andrew "Please leave us. I will deal with you later." Andrew left us alone in the room.

After talking to the Professer for fifteen minutes, Julies and I left the unversity and went out to a night club. Where trouble came my way.

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