1918, May 22
The past months has been rough. They tried to torment me as much as possible in order to know where my sister is. My visions was more and more calming because I could see Cynthia successfully trying to get away from her terrible past and starting all over again. I even saw a vision with her coming back to our parents soon and my intuition kept telling me that this return won't be a risk. Later I get a new why.
On one beautiful night of May Eleonora Rowenson found her husband dead in his study. The coroner decided it was a heart attack and since the old man was quite old and suffered from hypertension for a long time this conclusion seemed to be logical. Whole town was in a huge grief. I, on the other hand, was happy. Not only because this man destroyed my family's life but also his payments for Hell-hound made mine even worse than it already was. I knew that when Hell-hound isn't getting her check for extra care my conditions will improve a little bit.
1918, July 10
I'm such a fool. I couldn't resist one of my visions and tried to escape. One thing that I haven't considered was that one of the keepers will suddenly decide to change some of his plans. Well, apparently my situation is definitely changing. Hell-hound has some suspicion about my abilities so she decided to prevent herself from more problems and locked me in dark and small cell. I don't know when I'm going to see the sun again.
1919, January 28
It's been so long since I've seen a human face normally. I missed the light, I missed conversations with someone who can respond - I'm tired of talking to walls and rats who sometimes pass me. Everyday one of the staff throw a bowl of disgusting food into my cell and after a half hour take it away. They never tell me even a single word and I can't see their expressions. Even my visions abandoned me. Only very rarely I get a glimpse of Cynthia and I'm very happy then cause everything is all right with her. Randomly Hell-hound give me sedatives and drag to get a prophylactic electroshock. I feel that I'm turning into stone in this darkness. I need to get out of here and sooner or later I will try it again.
1919, February 08
I guess I already should know that I am cursed before trying to escape. It was my third attempt to escape from this literally dark hole and it wasn't successful. Again. But something really strange happened today.
When Hell-hound caught me trying to sneak through keeper she was simply mad. She started screaming and cursing and then one moment I saw her holding a knife. My life was a nightmare but still something in me wanted to live so I trusted my instinct and ran across the corridor. I could hear her just a few steps behind when I slipped but before I hit the ground two strong arms grabbed me.
- Mary, you look a bit angry today,- I lifted my head and saw the face of extremely handsome man. He was smiling and looking straightly at the Hell-hound. At first I wondered how did he know my name but several seconds later I realized that Hell-hound's name was also Mary.
- Get out of my way,- she screamed and tried to grab me. I could see knife so I clung to the man. My vision and my brain knew that he is protecting me but my intuition was telling that he is very dangerous. More dangerous than Hell-hound with a knife? I'm rally getting crazy
- Mary, please,- he made one step towards her,- Why don't you come home this night earlier and get some sleep? - though his voice was gentle I could feel the threat in it. And for a first time I saw Hell-hound being afraid of something.
- All right, but you,- she pointed at me,- You are going to pay for me tomrrow,- and she walked away.
I couldn't believe that she let go of me so easily. I looked at the man gratefully. He lifted me gently and took my hand. I could feel coldness radiating from him.
- Let me walk you to your cell,- he seemed very calm. While we were walking he asked me my name.
- Mary Alice Brandon,- my voice cracked since it's been long since I spoke.
- Mary?,- he looked surprised.,- Since I just saw a lady whose name is also Mary, it's hard to think of as Mary too. How about Alice? Do you mind if I call you Alice?
- No, Alice is fine,- I couldn't remember the last time a man spoke with me so, so... Politely.
1919, February 15
I was still locked up in a dark and small cell but life got much better. Samuel, the man that saved, comes to my cell every night. We talk for long hours but he always leaves before the dawn. He was hired to work here at nights. I'm so happy that he's here despite the fact that my intuition keep telling me something is wrong with him. But I don't care as long as he is my only friend.
1919, March 12
It's been more than a month since I met Samuel for a first time. And during a month all walls between us has been broken. I saw a couple visions about him and I knew that he wasn't a human. When I told him he admitted that. Samuel was a vampire. He worked at nights because the sun makes his skin sparkle and people would know that he is different. He's also very strong and fast but what's more important to me he's very old. Samuel isn't his real name. The real one is Selim Cedid and he was turned into a vampire in Ottoman Empire. He lived in Turkey for a long centuries but than he decided to visit other countries including United States. Every night I begged him to tell me stories from his past. And what was wonderful he did. It was strange but he trusted me and even more he believed in my visions. Actually he knew a couple vampires who had various abilities either. I know that I should be afraid of this friendship cause I can't be sure that he won't decide to go away and destroy the evidence of his presence which means destroying me too, but I'm not. I think that my life was such a tragedy that I'm ready to risk my life.
1919, December 28
Before the beginning of my visions I had a lot of friends or better to say I thought I had a lot. But I never had a friend like Samuel. I knew all his past, all his history and even his feelings. He was so lonely though he had met lots of vampires and humans and yet he never found a person whom he could tell all the things he told to me. We both was honest to each other and I cherished the connection we shared. Sometimes when most of the staff was sleeping he takes me for a walk. I love the fresh air and the stars. But this night the weather is bad and we decided to stay in the cell. He was telling me a story about his trip across the Baltic Sea when I had a vision. I knew there was something bad in it but I couldn't understand. Samuel seemed concerned but he kept talking to distract me. And after a few minutes he jumped. He just got through a door when another figure appeared.
- Hello,- it was pleasant voice. I tried to take a better look but the only thing I noticed was his eyes - they were bright red. Another vampire.
- What do you need here?- I never heard Samuel so anxious.
- For me? Nothing. Well maybe that little girl right there whose scent is almost divine,- when I realized his words I could feel shivers on my spine. My intuition was making me horrified.
- Get out of here! I won't let you hurt her. She's mine,- Samuel was very angry.
- Oh, I didn't want to interrupt you. Maybe I should leave you two and give some time alone?- his voice was getting sarcastic.
- I said get out of here!,- Samuel moved towards him but the man stepped back.
- Of course,- and he turned around but on a halfway he stopped and waved for me - See you soon, little one.
When he was gone I was finally able to notice Samuel shaking.
- Is... Is everything all right?
- Can you see anything in your visions?,- he seemed to be tired and concerned. I closed my eyes and after a few minutes I opened them filled with tears.
- Alice, what's wrong?,- suddenly he was right by my side.
- He's not alone,- I sobbed,- He's with a woman and...And...He's going to kill us both!,- I cried and he hugged me.
- No, Alice, I'm not letting him hurt you. I promise.
- But how? How can you stop him?- and an answer popped into my mind. A vision of me being a vampire. Was I ready for this? I knew Samuel killed people in order to survive and it didn't bother me much, but will I be able to kill people myself? How about my conscience? Samuel noticed my reaction.
- It's the only way. If it will make you feel better, I'm not giving you a choice. I will protect you even if it means turning you into a vampire against your wishes.
And we ran away from asylum.
1920, January 03
We tried to run away from the hunter but my visions was getting clearer every day. I finally accepted my future as being a vampire. When it was clear that he will find us wherever we go Samuel finally made his decision.
We were in the woods and we both knew that the hunter isn't far away.
-Alice, it's time,- he looked sad.,- You should know that there is a risk...
- No, there's not. I know you can make it,- and suddenly he was standing against me. I could feel his teeth sunk into my neck. After a few minutes the pain was unbearable.
- I'm sorry Alice.. Alice... I love you Alice... - I could hear his voice in a distance. I wanted to tell him that I love him too but I couldn't. Suddenly I was flooded with visions. There were so many and so different. I felt a wave of panic when I saw the hunter killing Samuel. What am I going to do without him?
The pain was getting worse just as my visions. I knew I have to concentrate but I couldn't find anything. And then I remembered Cynthia. "Promise me that if you ever had a choice you will choose to forget everything and start all over. Just like me." Her words echoed in my head. That's what I'm going to do - I will forget. When I concentrated I even didn't feel the pain. One by one I wiped off all my memories. I destroyed everything that related me to this terrible world: my parents, my sister, Gabrielle, asylum ,Hell-hound, and finally Samuel. At some moment of my transformation I could feel the presence of the hunter but he didn't do anything to me. I knew that he was disappointed and he is going to kill Samuel but I knew there's nothing can be done. When I was wiping off my past I realized I needed an anchor - I needed something left to me. Something that won't hurt me. And I decided - I recalled his voice calling me Alice.
Alice... Alice... I love you...
1920, January 06
Alice...
I opened my eyes. Where am I? Who am I?
Alice...
Alice? Is it my name? I think so...
I am Alice
The end
p.s. If you want me to write some more, leave a comment
The past months has been rough. They tried to torment me as much as possible in order to know where my sister is. My visions was more and more calming because I could see Cynthia successfully trying to get away from her terrible past and starting all over again. I even saw a vision with her coming back to our parents soon and my intuition kept telling me that this return won't be a risk. Later I get a new why.
On one beautiful night of May Eleonora Rowenson found her husband dead in his study. The coroner decided it was a heart attack and since the old man was quite old and suffered from hypertension for a long time this conclusion seemed to be logical. Whole town was in a huge grief. I, on the other hand, was happy. Not only because this man destroyed my family's life but also his payments for Hell-hound made mine even worse than it already was. I knew that when Hell-hound isn't getting her check for extra care my conditions will improve a little bit.
1918, July 10
I'm such a fool. I couldn't resist one of my visions and tried to escape. One thing that I haven't considered was that one of the keepers will suddenly decide to change some of his plans. Well, apparently my situation is definitely changing. Hell-hound has some suspicion about my abilities so she decided to prevent herself from more problems and locked me in dark and small cell. I don't know when I'm going to see the sun again.
1919, January 28
It's been so long since I've seen a human face normally. I missed the light, I missed conversations with someone who can respond - I'm tired of talking to walls and rats who sometimes pass me. Everyday one of the staff throw a bowl of disgusting food into my cell and after a half hour take it away. They never tell me even a single word and I can't see their expressions. Even my visions abandoned me. Only very rarely I get a glimpse of Cynthia and I'm very happy then cause everything is all right with her. Randomly Hell-hound give me sedatives and drag to get a prophylactic electroshock. I feel that I'm turning into stone in this darkness. I need to get out of here and sooner or later I will try it again.
1919, February 08
I guess I already should know that I am cursed before trying to escape. It was my third attempt to escape from this literally dark hole and it wasn't successful. Again. But something really strange happened today.
When Hell-hound caught me trying to sneak through keeper she was simply mad. She started screaming and cursing and then one moment I saw her holding a knife. My life was a nightmare but still something in me wanted to live so I trusted my instinct and ran across the corridor. I could hear her just a few steps behind when I slipped but before I hit the ground two strong arms grabbed me.
- Mary, you look a bit angry today,- I lifted my head and saw the face of extremely handsome man. He was smiling and looking straightly at the Hell-hound. At first I wondered how did he know my name but several seconds later I realized that Hell-hound's name was also Mary.
- Get out of my way,- she screamed and tried to grab me. I could see knife so I clung to the man. My vision and my brain knew that he is protecting me but my intuition was telling that he is very dangerous. More dangerous than Hell-hound with a knife? I'm rally getting crazy
- Mary, please,- he made one step towards her,- Why don't you come home this night earlier and get some sleep? - though his voice was gentle I could feel the threat in it. And for a first time I saw Hell-hound being afraid of something.
- All right, but you,- she pointed at me,- You are going to pay for me tomrrow,- and she walked away.
I couldn't believe that she let go of me so easily. I looked at the man gratefully. He lifted me gently and took my hand. I could feel coldness radiating from him.
- Let me walk you to your cell,- he seemed very calm. While we were walking he asked me my name.
- Mary Alice Brandon,- my voice cracked since it's been long since I spoke.
- Mary?,- he looked surprised.,- Since I just saw a lady whose name is also Mary, it's hard to think of as Mary too. How about Alice? Do you mind if I call you Alice?
- No, Alice is fine,- I couldn't remember the last time a man spoke with me so, so... Politely.
1919, February 15
I was still locked up in a dark and small cell but life got much better. Samuel, the man that saved, comes to my cell every night. We talk for long hours but he always leaves before the dawn. He was hired to work here at nights. I'm so happy that he's here despite the fact that my intuition keep telling me something is wrong with him. But I don't care as long as he is my only friend.
1919, March 12
It's been more than a month since I met Samuel for a first time. And during a month all walls between us has been broken. I saw a couple visions about him and I knew that he wasn't a human. When I told him he admitted that. Samuel was a vampire. He worked at nights because the sun makes his skin sparkle and people would know that he is different. He's also very strong and fast but what's more important to me he's very old. Samuel isn't his real name. The real one is Selim Cedid and he was turned into a vampire in Ottoman Empire. He lived in Turkey for a long centuries but than he decided to visit other countries including United States. Every night I begged him to tell me stories from his past. And what was wonderful he did. It was strange but he trusted me and even more he believed in my visions. Actually he knew a couple vampires who had various abilities either. I know that I should be afraid of this friendship cause I can't be sure that he won't decide to go away and destroy the evidence of his presence which means destroying me too, but I'm not. I think that my life was such a tragedy that I'm ready to risk my life.
1919, December 28
Before the beginning of my visions I had a lot of friends or better to say I thought I had a lot. But I never had a friend like Samuel. I knew all his past, all his history and even his feelings. He was so lonely though he had met lots of vampires and humans and yet he never found a person whom he could tell all the things he told to me. We both was honest to each other and I cherished the connection we shared. Sometimes when most of the staff was sleeping he takes me for a walk. I love the fresh air and the stars. But this night the weather is bad and we decided to stay in the cell. He was telling me a story about his trip across the Baltic Sea when I had a vision. I knew there was something bad in it but I couldn't understand. Samuel seemed concerned but he kept talking to distract me. And after a few minutes he jumped. He just got through a door when another figure appeared.
- Hello,- it was pleasant voice. I tried to take a better look but the only thing I noticed was his eyes - they were bright red. Another vampire.
- What do you need here?- I never heard Samuel so anxious.
- For me? Nothing. Well maybe that little girl right there whose scent is almost divine,- when I realized his words I could feel shivers on my spine. My intuition was making me horrified.
- Get out of here! I won't let you hurt her. She's mine,- Samuel was very angry.
- Oh, I didn't want to interrupt you. Maybe I should leave you two and give some time alone?- his voice was getting sarcastic.
- I said get out of here!,- Samuel moved towards him but the man stepped back.
- Of course,- and he turned around but on a halfway he stopped and waved for me - See you soon, little one.
When he was gone I was finally able to notice Samuel shaking.
- Is... Is everything all right?
- Can you see anything in your visions?,- he seemed to be tired and concerned. I closed my eyes and after a few minutes I opened them filled with tears.
- Alice, what's wrong?,- suddenly he was right by my side.
- He's not alone,- I sobbed,- He's with a woman and...And...He's going to kill us both!,- I cried and he hugged me.
- No, Alice, I'm not letting him hurt you. I promise.
- But how? How can you stop him?- and an answer popped into my mind. A vision of me being a vampire. Was I ready for this? I knew Samuel killed people in order to survive and it didn't bother me much, but will I be able to kill people myself? How about my conscience? Samuel noticed my reaction.
- It's the only way. If it will make you feel better, I'm not giving you a choice. I will protect you even if it means turning you into a vampire against your wishes.
And we ran away from asylum.
1920, January 03
We tried to run away from the hunter but my visions was getting clearer every day. I finally accepted my future as being a vampire. When it was clear that he will find us wherever we go Samuel finally made his decision.
We were in the woods and we both knew that the hunter isn't far away.
-Alice, it's time,- he looked sad.,- You should know that there is a risk...
- No, there's not. I know you can make it,- and suddenly he was standing against me. I could feel his teeth sunk into my neck. After a few minutes the pain was unbearable.
- I'm sorry Alice.. Alice... I love you Alice... - I could hear his voice in a distance. I wanted to tell him that I love him too but I couldn't. Suddenly I was flooded with visions. There were so many and so different. I felt a wave of panic when I saw the hunter killing Samuel. What am I going to do without him?
The pain was getting worse just as my visions. I knew I have to concentrate but I couldn't find anything. And then I remembered Cynthia. "Promise me that if you ever had a choice you will choose to forget everything and start all over. Just like me." Her words echoed in my head. That's what I'm going to do - I will forget. When I concentrated I even didn't feel the pain. One by one I wiped off all my memories. I destroyed everything that related me to this terrible world: my parents, my sister, Gabrielle, asylum ,Hell-hound, and finally Samuel. At some moment of my transformation I could feel the presence of the hunter but he didn't do anything to me. I knew that he was disappointed and he is going to kill Samuel but I knew there's nothing can be done. When I was wiping off my past I realized I needed an anchor - I needed something left to me. Something that won't hurt me. And I decided - I recalled his voice calling me Alice.
Alice... Alice... I love you...
1920, January 06
Alice...
I opened my eyes. Where am I? Who am I?
Alice...
Alice? Is it my name? I think so...
I am Alice
The end
p.s. If you want me to write some more, leave a comment
