Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150204060459/@comment-5583506-20150211152208

When Victoriane opened her eyes again she found herself staring into some wooden board before her eyes.

"Huh?" she mumbled.

She lightly touched the board. It was cold to the touch. It wouldn't move. "Uhm, help?" she mumbled. "Help?!"

She started to scratch at the board with her nails as she started to panick, feeling trapped with no way out.

"HEEELP!" she screamed.

Suddenly the lid slid off. The hooded man stood above her with a tired expression. "You are too loud, mage girl."

"Uhm... good morning?"

He shrugged. "A good night", he corrected her.

She sat up and realised she was lying in a coffin. When she looked around she realised that they were in the crypts of some ancient structure.

"You are a quiet sleeper", he said and took her hand as she stumbled out of the coffin. "I like that..."

"May... may I ask why you turned me into a vampire?"

"You were on the brink of death, Victoriane. You would have succumbed and just drifted away into nothingness. Tell me that you would rather choose to live?"

"Yes... yes I would."

"Excellent", he said and grinned, showing off two pointy fangs. "I knew I made the right decision about you then."