Elizabeth - June 27, 1947

I can't believe Aggie or I'm sorry Whitney, actually came to the Cortez last night. I can't believe it! I thought I would never see her again and as a famous actress no less, a famous actress who I happen to love and be obsessed with. I have went to see every Whitney Frost movie that has came out since she has been famous. But, if I remember correctly Aggie was never into acting, I thought she was into science, that's why I never suspected it was her otherwise the two us would have seen each other again years ago. I guess that mother of her's who never supported her daughter's love for science must have convinced her to go out and make a name for herself, I mean in acting that is.

Now that she is all grown up and very pretty, I feel something different for her more than just friendship. I feel drawn to her, not just because she is a famous actress, but because I am starting to develop some sort of feelings for her, feelings that I thought I never would have had towards her in the past. I just think that if she ever came back to see me again, that she probably wouldn't feel the same way since she is already married and she probably wouldn't accept me for what I have become or what I am rather. I'm a blood-sucking creature or a vampire as most people call them in the movies. I usually go out and find innocent vulnerable men, have sex with them and drink their blood, usually causing them to die. But, I'm never able to find that special someone who I want to see again, if they lived that, to spend the rest of my life with.

Then she walks in the hotel and I feel like she would be the person I would like to spend the rest of my life with. Except, I wouldn't want to suck her blood or do anything to hurt her. That's what I have my men for. Besides, I would want to spend time with her a few more times before any of that can happen. I might feel a specific way about her, but will she feel the same way about me? I certainly don't want to force it on her. I want wait until she is ready, that is if she will ever be ready.

It's the end of the month and at around this time, specifically tonight, I'm heading to my ex-husband James March's part of the hotel. Okay, you are probably thinking, Why does her ex-husband still live here? Well, it isn't as simple as you would think it is. You see, he actually died over twenty years ago. His killing spree started to get out of control, so someone must have found out ratted him out to the police. One day the cops came knocking on his door and he and his hotel maid and accomplice Hazel Evers, who I am still not quite fond of, had themselves killed before the cops can find them. I see his and Hazel's spirits or ghosts or whatever you want to call them, once a month for dinner, which of course Hazel just makes food for the two of us. We settled on this arrangement that we would see each other once a month for dinner after he handed me the hotel in his will after he died. I guess a part of him still loves me even though I'm long over him.

I put on one of my best evening dresses to impress him, even though I didn't care either way. I would go in simple frock if I wanted to, but I'm sure he wouldn't like that and I certainly didn't want to upset him because trust me he has a bad temper. I walked into his hotel room which consists of a bedroom and bathroom, which ghosts didn't really need, a dining room, and a kitchen for Hazel to prepare meals in.

"Why hello Elizabeth, it's always a pleasure." he said as I walked in, while Hazel who was bringing the dinner to the table looked up at a me and frowned.

" Hello James." That's all I said because I never know what the heck to say to him after not seeing him for a month.

"So, do you have a new lad in your life yet?" he asked.

We are always through this same question every time I see him and I always give him the same answer which is, "No, I have not, just more blood victims."

When I told him this this time, it wasn't a hundred percent true. There was someone, but it was not a man, it was a woman who was nothing to me now then just an old friend and a Hollywood actress way ahead of his time. He nodded at my response and we began to eat dinner and began to have conversations about different topics not regarding who I'm in love with, not regarding Whitney.