“Oh you will” He whispered as he drew back from his prey, stepping carefully off the bed. The vampire’s expression was oddly sincere when he peered down at Henry. It appeared as if the priest persona had never truly departed but had been integrated into the one of a sensual demon of a vampire, creating the edge of calm that seemed strangely spiritual though its source was less to due with religion anymore. He was a twisted mockery of the priest he once was. A tragic tale of betrayal and ignorance had birthed the monster that now moved to leave Henry’s apartment.