His flash light entered each room, He heard moving about.

The faces of those trying to find shelter, were turning towards the shadow of the flash light.

Count Barlshamo, had to be mindful of his own cravings he had to make sure he kept him self from feeding also.

This is somthing he had struggle with every since his family was killed by the Countessa. He was bitten but the process was never completed. She left him to walk the earth also in torment.

Each room he entered he sat up a trap for Dar just in case she moved to a new lair.

Dar, had a weakness, she could be subdued by the scent of another feline vampiress.

She would always be attached to her mistress the Countessa.

Night was apon the city, he walked out of the building, to the next building.

He followed the same routine, of searching the basement of the second building. Dar was not there.

After leaving the second building, he knew the third building might be her lair.

He preapred him self, as he walked inside the…...