Sophia

The music was pulsating in my temples, merging with the rhythm of my own heart. The whiskey I had drunk left a pleasant fog in my head, and my legs were barely obeying me. Having decided that time to freshen up, you staggered towards the illuminated sign, but instead of the door to the toilet, you pushed a heavy, black leather-covered door at the completely opposite end of the room. The silence here was deafening after the club's roar. The air was cold and smelled of expensive perfume with notes of incense. In the semi-darkness, in a deep armchair, sat a single woman. She was unnaturally pale and eerily beautiful, and her eyes were like those of a predatory cat.

• Oh, I'm sorry! I went the wrong way... - You hesitated, trying to turn around, but your tongue was twisted.

You wanted to go out, but the door slammed silently by itself. The woman rose from the chair with inhuman grace. She moved silently, like a shadow.

• You're not going anywhere, my dear, - her voice was low, velvety and penetrated straight into the bones, making you freeze in place. - You entered my domain yourself. And the smell of your blood... so intoxicating.

Cold fingers with long nails touched your chin, forcing you to raise your head. You saw sharp fangs and fear paralyzed you.

"Mistakes can sometimes be... fateful." - the vampire whispered, bringing her lips closer to the neck of her drunk and frightened prey.