A/N thanks to the people that have reviewed and followed! It's very inspiring. Just to let you know I'm very busy at uni at the moment with exams and study and what not so I can't make any promises as to when I'll upload new chapters. I write when I feel inspired and when I get the time so thank you for your patience. I'm hoping things will get more interesting in the chapters to come after this. Also apologies for any grammatical errors, like I said its quite full on at uni but I wanted to give you another chapter :)

Taking in deep breaths of air she decided the next step was to stand up.

Your name is Arlia. You are alive and you're going to stand up. Now.

She repeated the words firmly in her mind as she slowly pushed herself off the ground and surprising, and thankfully, she felt stronger the more she moved. Finally on her feet she looked up at the sky taking another deep breath in.

Looking down at Farhid who was stirring slightly she bent down grasped his shoulders and called his name.

"Farhid, it's me, Arlia, can you hear me? Can you move?"

Slowly his eyes opened then closed again suddenly as he winced just like she had, no doubt his eyes were experiencing the same heavy, painful feeling. With some effort she helped him to his feet. For a moment they stood still as if time had momentarily stopped both trying desperately to figure out what was happening. They turned to look at each other, both showing extreme confusion. Arlia was the first to talk.

"I…" she started.

"I don't know what's wrong with us. Do you remember anything from last night?"

Farhid closed his eyes, his forehead creasing as he tried to piece together his memories.

"I remember up to seeing Yasmine perform. Then nothing." Arlia continued.

After a few more silent moments Farhid let out an annoyed sigh.

"I can't remember, why can't I remember?" he almost whispered the words as if saying them too loud would only make them more true.

"I feel different too, like I'm empty or cold or…" Farhid paused.

"Just different, I can't explain it." He finished.

"Are we dead Farhid?" Arlia asked.

"No, I don't think so."

Deciding that standing around in their confusion wasn't helping anything the pair began walking, slowly at first then gradually speeding up to their normal pace. It felt bizarre walking the streets of Tangier at this hour. So still and quiet and they were thankful for some quiet to collect their thoughts.

Eventually they came to a rest again after about 20 minutes on a bench outside a little antique shop they frequented. Farhid peered through the darkened window aided by a perfectly angled street lamp that, although dim, illuminated the display inside just enough that he could see some old books and what looked like perfume bottles. Squinting through the window he hoped to see some antique clocks and watches as he had always had a fascination with them especially old pocket watches that you could open with a little button then snap shut with a satisfying sound that Farhid enjoyed. Last year Arlia had bought him a pocket watch. Not for his birthday or for an anniversary just because she saw it and thought of him. He held that tarnished gold watch whenever he missed her.

Momuntarily lost in thought it wasn't until about a minute later Farhid noticed something strange.

"Arlia"

"Come here for a moment" he asked his voice steady despite his quickly rising panic.

Arlia got up off the bench and stood beside him following his gaze into the shop window.

"What you see another watch you want?" She replied playfully.

Expecting a laugh or at least a smile from Farhid she immediately suspected something was wrong when he remained stony faced.

"What is it?" Arlia asked apprehensively, hoping she wouldn't have to deal with another shock tonight.

"Look into the glass, Arlia what can you see?"

Arlia followed his instructions.

"I can't see an…" she didn't finish her sentence. Farhid looked at her filled with concern.

They both stood staring at the glass window. Straight through the glass window. Coming to the realization that they could not see their own reflections.

"It must be the light." Arlia concluded as she moved from side to side attempting to catch the light from the street lamp but to no avail. She turned to face Farhid again.

"Oh my god. What happened to us?"

"I suppose we should go and find them." Eve sighed. Her head resting on Adam's chest.

"Why. We managed perfectly fine by ourselves when we got turned." Adam replied.

The two hadn't moved much since they collapsed on Eve's pile of blankets but sleep had evaded them while thoughts and concerns over their most recent meal still plagued their minds.

"Because, my darling" Eve said as she slightly raised her head to check the time on her antique clock hanging on the wall.

"It's past 2am, they will have woken up by now but will get rather hungry soon I'd imagine."

Adam sighed. She was right of course. They would have to find them before hunger took over and they killed someone. Non-contaminated blood was hard to come by these days and it was best to keep a low profile if you intended to sneak into hospitals to get pure samples. A pair of vampire serial killers that the media would no doubt give copious amounts of attention to be the definition of bad publicity.

Adam understood and agreed with her reasoning but was so content lying with Eve, feeling her in his arms, and on a full stomach even that dealing with two young vampires was honestly the last thing he wanted to do. But, never the less the pair left the house and began retracing their steps from the night's previous events.

For an hour they had no luck and the threat of a rising sun was looming closer. Starting to feel slightly stressed they quickened their pace as they searched through the streets.

"We should go to areas with larger groups of people." Eve remarked.

"The stronger smell of blood should attract them there"

Adam nodded in agreement.

The only area they could think that would have lots of people at this hour was the street near by to where they had feasted, on the now problem couple, not long before. An area with a few nightclubs and popular music venues where more dedicated partygoers may still be gathered.

It was the sound of slightly maniacal laughter that sparked curiosity in Adam and Eve who decided to investigate further. Quickening their pace and following the sound they located the pair.

"Dammit." Eve whispered under her breath.

"Too late." Adam said as they stared down at a bloody and unmoving body with two laughing vampires lying next to it.