subtle."
She paused speaking and shuffling then promptly started
again. "Others within the Town say it is there to remind us about who our
God should be and that we are their servants."
"Are we?" I asked.
"I don't know. I tend to believe we should be thankful
for what being alive. Normally, I tend to let others worry about such
nonsense." Veronica was still shuffling the cards with her back to me.
"So are we going to play cards now or what?" I
playfully quizzed her hoping to break up the solemn mood the conversation had
undertaken.
There was a light, airy laugh from the sultry female
vampire.
"Is that a no?" I asked as I moved toward her
position.
She did not answer directly.
Peering out the window Veronica became monetarily
preoccupied then in a rushed manner tried to progress my movement into becoming
a vampire. "The next few days are going to be fierce with our going to
high school, you having to deal with adjusting to life here and becoming a
vampire, plus you first official feed will be soon. If you survive, then
everything should be fine. It is getting near night time and there is still a
lot of information in your folder for you to process and memorize. There is a
secondary folder in your house. That folder contains your basic information
about assimilation into vampire culture here on the Farm."
I knew that it was going to be a long night of reading and
pondering my new life. Sighing, I returned to my seat.
"Ethan, we need to go before the feeding time for the
red zone. It begins in a while and they ask us to be inside when it takes
place. No matter what you hear tonight, do not open your door."
She tossed me a key. "Thanks, but which house is
mine?"
I couldn't help, but stare as she moved closer to me almost
as if she was circling her prey. The move was imperceptible, but it had
occurred I was sure of it.
She faced me then glided through the door. "Come on, we
must get you settled before the Town is sealed off for tonight."
Heeding her beckoning, I followed suit. Calling up to her,
"Before it is forgotten, I guess a thank you is in store for getting me
out of harm's way. I really didn't understand, but I am sure you had your
reasons. What did that mob want?"
Half turning as she walked she answered, "You were left
to die or survive in the woods on your own. The group you saw was upset because
they knew I had intervened breaking up what they consider the natural cycle of
events, but no one had ever been dropped off that far in the forest before. So,
I had to do something. Most of the recoveries are made in or near the town
under traditionally calm settings, if you can call our little world here calm.
I am still at a loss as to why you were placed in the middle of the wolves'
zone."
Confused, I wanted to make sure my mind wasn't over reaching.
"It sounds to me like I was left to die."
Opening the door to exit the building, Veronica turned the
knob as she explained. "I agree."
Chapter 15
The inside of my new home was unsurprisingly retro.
Veronica had said the 'Town' was a very small town when the
U.S. bought the property in the 1970s. Named Weber, the town was so small it
wasn't included on the majority of the original local maps. A single main
street lined with brick and wooden buildings stretched for a few blocks with a
few other structures hidden around the peripheries down sunless alleyways.
The houses occupied by the vampires were built later at the
edge of the forgotten stores. The original intent was for housing scientists
and officials back before the different types of beasts were allowed to roam
freely.
The housing was dated and appeared aged as the last remnants
of sunlight fought through the cracks in the wooden blinds covering the room in
a color very similar to orange marmalade.
Dust covered the entire small living room and attached
kitchen. The hardwood floor was in decent shape and bore a series of foot
prints tracking between the living room, kitchen and through a door
She paused speaking and shuffling then promptly started
again. "Others within the Town say it is there to remind us about who our
God should be and that we are their servants."
"Are we?" I asked.
"I don't know. I tend to believe we should be thankful
for what being alive. Normally, I tend to let others worry about such
nonsense." Veronica was still shuffling the cards with her back to me.
"So are we going to play cards now or what?" I
playfully quizzed her hoping to break up the solemn mood the conversation had
undertaken.
There was a light, airy laugh from the sultry female
vampire.
"Is that a no?" I asked as I moved toward her
position.
She did not answer directly.
Peering out the window Veronica became monetarily
preoccupied then in a rushed manner tried to progress my movement into becoming
a vampire. "The next few days are going to be fierce with our going to
high school, you having to deal with adjusting to life here and becoming a
vampire, plus you first official feed will be soon. If you survive, then
everything should be fine. It is getting near night time and there is still a
lot of information in your folder for you to process and memorize. There is a
secondary folder in your house. That folder contains your basic information
about assimilation into vampire culture here on the Farm."
I knew that it was going to be a long night of reading and
pondering my new life. Sighing, I returned to my seat.
"Ethan, we need to go before the feeding time for the
red zone. It begins in a while and they ask us to be inside when it takes
place. No matter what you hear tonight, do not open your door."
She tossed me a key. "Thanks, but which house is
mine?"
I couldn't help, but stare as she moved closer to me almost
as if she was circling her prey. The move was imperceptible, but it had
occurred I was sure of it.
She faced me then glided through the door. "Come on, we
must get you settled before the Town is sealed off for tonight."
Heeding her beckoning, I followed suit. Calling up to her,
"Before it is forgotten, I guess a thank you is in store for getting me
out of harm's way. I really didn't understand, but I am sure you had your
reasons. What did that mob want?"
Half turning as she walked she answered, "You were left
to die or survive in the woods on your own. The group you saw was upset because
they knew I had intervened breaking up what they consider the natural cycle of
events, but no one had ever been dropped off that far in the forest before. So,
I had to do something. Most of the recoveries are made in or near the town
under traditionally calm settings, if you can call our little world here calm.
I am still at a loss as to why you were placed in the middle of the wolves'
zone."
Confused, I wanted to make sure my mind wasn't over reaching.
"It sounds to me like I was left to die."
Opening the door to exit the building, Veronica turned the
knob as she explained. "I agree."
Chapter 15
The inside of my new home was unsurprisingly retro.
Veronica had said the 'Town' was a very small town when the
U.S. bought the property in the 1970s. Named Weber, the town was so small it
wasn't included on the majority of the original local maps. A single main
street lined with brick and wooden buildings stretched for a few blocks with a
few other structures hidden around the peripheries down sunless alleyways.
The houses occupied by the vampires were built later at the
edge of the forgotten stores. The original intent was for housing scientists
and officials back before the different types of beasts were allowed to roam
freely.
The housing was dated and appeared aged as the last remnants
of sunlight fought through the cracks in the wooden blinds covering the room in
a color very similar to orange marmalade.
Dust covered the entire small living room and attached
kitchen. The hardwood floor was in decent shape and bore a series of foot
prints tracking between the living room, kitchen and through a door
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