A screech of pain shook the house.
“Tell me again why we had to take that filthy… bloodsucker in.†I asked my master.
“We couldn’t leave him out there to die.†He seemed so much calmer about the whole situation.
“We’re arch enemies, in general, we’re supposed to want them dead.†I argued.
“Don’t talk like that. He doesn’t know what he is yet, chances are the transformation is very painful.â€Â
“I can tell… he’s been screaming for over an hour…†I paused. “Can’t we just give him a painkiller or something, then tape his mouth shut?†I imagined a thirteen-year-old boy with yellow hair, red eyes, and two big sharp teeth sticking out from under some tape, him lying on the ground, trying to scream, and wanting his mommy.
“No. Painkillers don’t work right with vampires. He’d chew through the tape without even having to try, you know that.â€Â
Would you need more to determine if it was a good starting or not?
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