I couldn't comprehend how I was seeing who I was seeing exiting my cave, but it was definitely who I saw. Nikita. Did she just stumble upon it looking for me at my house? Should I walk up to her now? What do I do?! I had no idea at that point so I stayed hidden to see what else she was up to.

While drifting in and out of consciousness, I had a flashback of when I was a child watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer wishing to be Kristy Swanson, this wasn't how I had imagined it to be though. Was I dreaming right now? Did Shelley and I fall asleep? That's when I hit the ground and felt my body slowly come to. When I had full feeling again, I could place some pressure on the wound I had on my neck. I could not stand, though. I was extremely weak so I laid there ...

A month ago I ate for the last time. There hasn't been anyone worthwhile since. I refuse to kill just to eat, so I wait for the right human to come along. I never want to take a politician, for instance. They taste like that one nasty nut you randomly eat in the jar, spoils everything. The taste lingers no matter what you try to do to remove it. Rotten from the inside out most of them. I also refuse to make them immortal.