There just wasn’t much to worry about. There weren’t two puncture wounds on my neck, just a cut. Gen said she must have bit too hard. We spent the next few days hanging out and getting to know each other, and the next few nights partying. She was beautiful, one of those girls who looks like an ethereal being come to earth, like a nymph- a fey of some kind. She had long blond hair and green eyes you could get lost in, skin like porcelain, but unnaturally soft.

I never thought anything was strange. We both went out during the day, neither of us shriveled and died. We definitely could still feel emotion, at least I could. I fell for her hard, harder than I had for any guy or girl in the past. A few days later, I started feeling strange, I got sick. Gen tended to me, murmuring sweet words with cool cloths against my forehead, I don’t know which I was more thankful for.

When I recovered, she was gone. I expected to find her at parties, but she never showed again. Even her apartment was empty.

Then, it started.