A/N: The last minutes of Sarah Chagal's life.
In the end, Magda is right.
When the Count sinks his teeth in Sarah's neck, she wishes she had listened, had done something, had never left the safety of her home.
Now it's too late.
Colours flash, and the growling noises of hungry vampires fill her ears as she is sucked of her blood. Her limbs tremble as he swallows her life in large gulps, gripping her tight, and she can't even fight back. When she starts to get weak and her head begins to spin, he holds her even tighter.
She is cold and tired and all she wants to do then is sleep, she doesn't even care about his betrayal... if it's even betrayal, for he never promised her anything but darkness, she recalls...
It was all in her head. It was just dreams, and not the kind he shared.
World goes black and the last thing she sees is Alfred's terrified face.