I sat upright before I could finish the thought. I ran my tongue along the top of my teeth, feeling the new canines already developing. The point pierced my tongue, and a drop of blood dripped out, tasting an unsettling nice.
The new strength that even the little drop gave me brought me to reality.
I was in a bedchamber: large and old-fashioned. It …show more content…
I pulled myself out of the bed, then had a strange feeling. I glanced down, and saw I wore nothing but a night dress, made of a thin black lace just above the knee. Where had my clothes gone? Feeling all at once naked, I rushed to the wardrobe, hoping there would anything, anything inside. I swung the door open to reveal a row of dresses and, under them, ridiculously high high-heels. I searched though the dress for anything decent: most were incredibly short and tight, or extremely long and easy to trip over. I found a knee length one buried in the back. It was white as snow, with a rose red belt slung over it. I pulled it over my head, finding it was a perfect fit. I searched for some shoes, but all I liked was a pair of red ballet flats. I slipped them on, and turned to the door. I took a deep breath; whoever took me here would be waiting. I stepped to it, listening out for footsteps. Nothing. Slowly, I turned the handle and …show more content…
Unluckily for me, there were million of identical doors, lining the wall. In my fustration, I gave the nearest suit of armour a quick kick, and it tumbled down, crashing to the floor. I jumped at the noise; it was a lot louder than I expected it. Then I realised why. Vampires had enhanced senses! My hearing would be better than usual, and I had a sudden idea. I stood still, trying to be silent. Holding my breath so the breathing wouldn't distraact be, I listened hard. There! The sound of footsteps. I slowly moved towards the noise, stopping at each door in case I heard anything. At the fourth door from my room, the noise was the loudest. I pushed it open, and revealed a corridor almost identical to the one before. The only difference was that this one had a large pair of double doors at one end. Knowing that that door would lead me to someone important, perhaps even the one who ordered my changing, I headed to it, determined to confront whoever was past the sturdy oak. I paused just before I opened it. What if...? If I hesitated too long, it wouldn't be a surprise. I wouldn't have the upper