The door to Elliot's room was locked and he didn't answer when I knocked. I decided to search for Mary Gleam and ask if I could use one of her nightgowns. I walked cautiously down the long hall way hoping that Blood didn't catch me; he was bound to insult me.
"Well, well, well." Oh shit.
"Hey Blood." I said looking into the room his voice came from, it was filled with packed book shelves. I walked inside, "I was looking for some pyjamas that weren't as thin as a piece of paper… and nearly as small."
"I thought you'd be used to wearing clothing like that in your line of work." He taunted me, putting down the book he had been reading on the couch beside him.
I glared at him angrily.
"I am not a lady of the night." I replied irritably. "I'm an artist." With that I turned to leave.
"Do you know what this is?" he questioned me. I looked back at Blood to see him holding the vial Nightmare had given me earlier that day.
"I know it's important." I said approaching him.
"It's your key home."
"Where did you get that? You haven't been going through my laundry have you?" I questioned, frowning with disgust.
"Don't be foolish." He said bluntly. "I asked one of the maids to check your clothing for it. I was curious if you had begun the game."
"The game?" I questioned sitting on the couch.
"You're trapped in this world until you fill the vial." Blood explained, "You fill the vial by creating relationships." He moved close to my side, wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close to him.
"Would you like to get a head start?" He questioned silkily.
"Alright then." I replied as I leant in for a kiss.
When things began to become too intimate for me I moved away claiming that I was tired. Panic shot through my body as he grabbed my hair and aggressively forced me into another kiss. He then gently released me and gave me the vial; I was pleased to see it had filled up a few millimetres.
"Goodnight." I said leaving the room. "And thanks for all your hard work." I added with a grin.
"Goodnight." He replied picking up a book and continuing to read as if nothing had even happened. I walked back to my room and collapsed into the bed, I was terribly tired from all the excited of the day. Before I fell asleep I remembered something Blood's unexpected kisses caused to slip from my mind:
"I forgot to find Elliot and ask for a spare pair of pyjamas..."
