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I was in an endless black hole...black...very black. My neck felt...like there was a sharp pain; something slicing into my skin. I cried out from the pain; my eyes suddenly opening as I woke up in a room.
The room...I couldn't recognize it, it wasn't mine or anyone I knew of; it was black. The room was medium-sized with a bed by the window. Oh? There's a window...I tried standing up but my legs...were somehow tied up. I tried moving my wrists but they were also tied up firmly. Where was I?
My dear, you've woken up?
A voice inside my head...am I hallucinating?
You aren't

"Who are you" my voice sounded hoarse "where are you?" I looked around; the door to my right side began opening slowly. A guy stepped into the room; it was shocking for a moment...he was quite handsome. Very. I don't mean rock star or movie star handsome because this guy was out of this world.
He was very pale against the dark room, his eyes gleaming with a very deep, beautiful blue. He looked like he was carved out from a statue, except people who were carved out didn't seem as angelic looking as he was. His blonde, tousled hair got in his eyes as he pulled it out of his face.

My mouth seemed to hang open, gaping at him for a couple of seconds then nervously I asked "hey...can you come over here for a second, I sort of need some help." He walked over, instead of helping her out of the ropes; he unexpectedly kissed her neck softly then looked at her again with those gorgeous eyes.
All of a sudden, his angelic face was gone, it was different...a scream was beginning to form in my lungs but it wouldn't come out. His eyes were red, hungry, his mouth now had fangs "I'm actually a vampire" he grinned, it wasn't beautiful anymore, it was terrifying now. "And my sweet, you are one too" he flashed his canines, and then regret settled in his face.
"Hell, get away from me" I screamed; swiftly he swept over, his face beginning to transform back to the guy I first saw, "would you mind shutting up, its irritating" he said politely, this guy is crazy I thought very hard. "I am not crazy!" he frowned; looking hurt "how did you know what I was thinking?" "You are just projecting your thoughts loudly" he sighed, shaking his head.

"Here, just let my help you out of those" he snapped the ropes as easily as cutting cheese...maybe he wasn't as crazy as I thought.
He was looking good for some reason...delicious...you need to feed Katherine "what!? Feed on what?" he looked appalled now "have you not ever heard of vampires...blood, we feed on blood, that is a delicacy in our kind, it's a means to survive."
"I don't want blood, that is gross" "you are just...impossible" he mumbled, silently but I could hear him clearly.
"This whole time since I've been talking to you...I don't even know your name, and you know mine...somehow" she stood up, smoothing her golden hair, Christopher.