Veronica had forged me some work papers last night, so I was free to explore the asylum at my own will for the time being. I did not enjoy spending so much time around these maniacs, but there was an unlimited supply of sustenance in the blood dock in the cellar. However, I had to make some sort of an attempt to fit in here, so I resorted to exploring the most intriguing rooms of the hospital at night. One of these rooms was 26A. It was the young girl named Mary who went by the name 'Alice'. She was the one that stared at the ceiling endlessly, her crisp scent light and refreshing.
When I arrived at that last room on the third floor, however, I was surprised to realize that she was not alone. Through the keyhole, I could recognize an old man talking to her. My dormant heart stopped beating; it was Rudolphus Blairdorf. He was elderly. He was wise. He was also a vampire.
I had hated Rudy since the moment that I arrived here. He was the only one who saw me for what I was- a killer. He recognized my presence immediately, but he did not want to startle Alice. He continued talking to her, but I had trouble concentrating. All that I noticed was the anger welling up inside of me like a time bomb just waiting to explode. My inexplicable fury was completely unjustifiable, because the passionate emotion was anxious that Rudolphus would hurt the girl. A part of it stemmed from my arrogance; after all, this girl was mine. I had dibs on her succulent scent, and this strange vampire, despite his ridiculous eating habits, was not safe company for the girl. But the greater part of my anger came from an uncharacteristic fondness for the girl. This thought perturbed me, for I was not the kind of person to befriend my food. After all, I had grown up on a farm where my naive human mother had always warned me not to name the chickens because then I might feel odd eating them. She did not know how correct she was; it was much easier not to know anything about my victims. It was just easier that way.
But this girl, this insignificant little human, captured me so much that I just had to find out what was going on. It was an unhealthy bond, one I refused to accept, yet at the same time intrigued me. I strained my ears to hear parts of the conversation in room 26A.
"...visions..."
"...see the future..."
"...know what will happen..."
I listened closer.
"...is not who he seems. He is much darker than he might appear."
That stupid old man was going to ruin everything! I had to stop him! Thinking fast, I grabbed some random pills from a storage room and hurried back to the door. Quickly, I composed myself into a more relaxed state, and entered the room. Both jumped at my arrival.
"I'm here to give Alice her pills," I stated, holding up my "proof". "I think you should leave now, Doctor. Alice needs her rest."
"Why, er, yes. Yes she does." Rudy agreed, casting an anxious glance at the girl.
"Sleep tight, Alice..." he said, shutting the door again.
The human stared at me, still a bit of awe in her eyes, but more of a nervous look about her.
"I won't hurt you, Alice. Dr. Blairdorf, on the other hand..." I let the sentence hang.
She stared at me intently.
"He is...not right in the mind. He is not crazy enough to be a patient here, but he is not far from it. Always think twice before you do something he asks. He might be luring you into a trap." I made this all up on the spot, but the silly human was oblivious to this.
"Feel free to talk to me anytime, Alice. I'll be here most nights." With that I left the room, cursing myself. I had befriended a chicken and named it Alice. How hard would it be to eat her now?