I'm still trying to figure out where Herrick is worse. My dreams or real life. Of course, in my dreams he actually hurts people. He's just as manipulative as in real life, but to my knowledge he hasn't killed anyone in real life.
Last night, I dreamt that it was the sixties and I'd begun to resist my vampire nature. At one point Herrick wanted me kill a girl we'd lured into our car, but I couldn't do it and let her go. I told Herrick that she escaped, but it was obvious he didn't believe me. Sometime later, we killed two girls in a flat and he left me to do the clean up and while I was leaving, the police showed up and I wound up taking this girl, who lived downstairs, hostage. Surprisingly she wasn't afraid of me once she realized that I was more afraid of being found out. Her name was Josie and apparently we dated for sometime after that. She was good for me. She helped me.
It's still strange, dreaming of different time periods. My clothes in some of the dreams have been mad. My hair in 1969 was scary. I'm not looking forward to the eighties.