Who: Eloisa and some unfortunate NPCs
Where: Small countryside village somewhere in Europe
When: 1926
Warning: Bits of violence
This was not happening.
She was not gone.
They had not driven them apart.
There was not the heavy scent of vampire blood on the air, dotted on the ground beneath her feet.
She was not gone.
This was not happening.( I won't turn my back on you; take my hand, drag me down. )