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"Wait, what?" I asked. Was my mind playing tricks on me, or did Dr. Harrison just say that he had to turn me into a vampire? Surely he said something else. He wouldn't do that… would he?

"Alice, there's no turning back now," said Dr. Harrison slowly. "James will never stop until he has killed you, and I can't let that happen. If I turn you, you'll be able to outrun him."

"Yeah, maybe James won't kill me, but I'd be half-dead!" I shouted at him. I really wasn't seeing any advantage to this plan whatsoever. Did he even know how to turn another person into a vampire?

"Please Alice, you must be reasonable." His voice was so full of concern and love that the scowl fell off of my face. "This is the only way. And it's not just you I need to change. Anne-Elizabeth will need to be as well."

Suddenly, I saw a pale figure fly across the room. Anne-Elizabeth was crouched in front of a stunned Dr. Harrison, her hands clutched around his throat. I wasn't exactly sure what she was trying to accomplish, considering that Dr. Harrison really didn't require breathing to live.

"That is the last thing on earth that will happen to me!" her voice cried, shriller and higher than normal. It scared me.

"If I don't change you girls, you will both die," Dr. Harrison said in a calm voice. That sentence sent a shiver down my spine.

"Really? Those are our only options?" said Anne-Elizabeth in a sarcastic voice. She let go of Dr. Harrison, and strolled casually over to a small dresser. "Well, I'm sick of not being in control of my own destiny. I used to have a great life. I was going to be someone, and I had never even heard of stupid, selfish vampires! I hate you all, because the mere existence of vampires has ruined my life, and it's gotten way too out of control. So, I'm taking control by force." When she turned around, there was a crazed look in her eye, and she was brandishing a large, rusty knife.

My eyes widened. She wouldn't… would she?

In all of the literature I had been required to read as a young girl, I had seen many scenes of people taking their own lives. I thought that I was used to it. But to see it in real life was a whole different thing.

Time seemed to pass by in slow motion. She turned the knife in the direction of her stomach, Dr. Harrison lunged at her, and then she thrust the knife into the hollow of her chest. It took a while for it to click in my head that she had just killed herself. I was frozen with shock and fear. Shock, because I just saw one of my closest friends take her life before my eyes. Fear, from the look in Dr. Harrison's eyes. Fresh blood was spilled on the ground, and his vampire instincts were taking over. I could see the huge internal conflict he was having from the look on his face.

"We need to go," I whispered quietly. All he could do was nod, and follow me out of the room. Once we were out, I could tell he was better. Now that the vampire was under control, I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes.

"She's gone," I said quietly. The look of the knife plunging into her body was etched into my mind, and I was the only thing I saw when I closed my eyes and attempted to block out the world. When I opened them, I saw Dr. Harrison on the other end of the hallway, having a hushed conference with a few nurses. They had look of extreme shock on their faces, and they all immediately dispersed and rushed into Anne-Elizabeth's room. I couldn't hear them, but I knew what they were discussing.

Dr. Harrison then walked back to me.

"What did you tell them?" I asked.

"I said that I was simply checking up on Anne-Elizabeth, when she plunged the knife into herself before I had time to react. She is in an insane asylum, and situations like that aren't very rare." His voice was quiet and sad.

"I can't believe she would do that," I said, covering my eyes with my shaking hands.

He just shook his head. "Even though she hated my guts, I still think she was a great girl." We stood together in silence, and I think this was our own personal memoriam for a simple Southern girl that had gotten mixed up into the world of the night, and ultimately died because of it.

The silence lasted for a while longer. We slowly walked down the stairs and back into his office. Neither one of us wanted to break the silence, but ultimately I did.

"So, I need to be a vampire," I said slowly, wondering if that sentence was really coming out of my mouth. In my youth, I thought vampires were just things of myths and legends. Now, years later, I was a completely different girl. I was going slowly insane, and I was admitting that the only way to survive would be to turn into a vampire. It's funny how things can change when you least expect them.

"Yes," he replied. "You'll die if I don't turn you. For all we know, James could be waiting right outside." I shivered out of fear. "You have absolutely nothing to lose, either. Your family has disowned you, the world thinks you're dead, and you can start your life over."

I sat frozen in my chair, realizing that what he said was true. I sat in deep thought for a few minutes, and Dr. Harrison just looked at me patiently. Was it worth it? Perhaps I could be a good vampire like Dr. Harrison. I didn't have to attack people. I could survive on animals. And perhaps, Dr. Harrison and I can go away somewhere, and live in harmony and peace. If I didn't choose to be a vampire, I knew that I would die, and Dr. Harrison could be harmed in the process. I certainly didn't want that to happen.

I then made my decision, the decision that would alter the course of my life forever.

"Fine. Turn me."

Dr. Harrison gave me a small smile. He just nodded, and got up from his desk and headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"We are going somewhere remote, so nothing can interfere with your transformation," he replied. I wordlessly followed him out of the door, and didn't question once where we were going.

We weren't even out of the building when Dr. Harrison whispered to me, "I'm going to carry you on my back so I can run my normal speed." I nodded my head, not entirely sure what I was agreeing to.

As soon as we stepped out of the building, he flung me onto the cool, marble expanse of his back, and took off. I couldn't believe how fast he was going. He was like a rocket, or some kind of steam-powered machine. Colors flashed pass, and I suddenly began to feel a bit sick. I closed my eyes, and it helped some.

We ran for about an hour when he suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" I asked. Dr. Harrison sniffed the air, and a look of shock and urgency came over his face.

"He's close," he said. His voice seemed calm, but it was a thin layer over one of sheer panic. "I have to change you here."

I looked around. We were standing in the middle of a clearing, trees thick all around us. Where would we do this here? My question was answered when Dr. Harrison led me into a cave.

"I'll just have to change you here, because he could get here any minute." I nodded my head, and lay down on the cool, hard floor.

He then stood over me. "I'm so sorry that you have to go through this, Alice."

"It's fine." Of course, it wasn't, but I didn't want to make him feel any worse.

He then quickly explained to me what he would do. He would bite me as close to my heart as possible so it would take the shortest amount of time. Apparently, being turned into a vampire hurt so much, that you would want to die. Oh great. That's just peachy. I rolled my eyes at my inner thought.

"I'm so sorry," he repeated one last time. Then, he bared his teeth, and I had never been so scared in my life. I cowered away, but it was too late. I was bitten.

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