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A joyous damned journey end

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The blood trail continue to a screen room with a big 4 sign over it… the room was empty though except for a single seat where a book was there, blocking I from lifting back like all the other. The writing inside was slightly different than the other, it was curlier than the previous one.

If you read this, it probably mean you aren't Iris… if you are then stop looking into my stuff big sister! Well, as you probably can guess Iris won the game a little after I make to the seat you get this journal. I was in a really bad shape and she helped me in the best way she could… by biting me.

It didn't particularly hurt, I couldn't really explain the feeling… hmm well I could, it like my neck get a frostbite and then it spread at my whole body. I guess it have this effect when your body cells start to die one after another, a cold feeling creeping out all the way around your body. I was half conscious when it happen so I can't really tell more, what is for sure is that my body hairs and facial ones vanish without leaving trace letting me with a baby smooth skin, that is one of the good point of the change I guess, oh and well my injuries from the other day heal by themselves too, it like someone dip me into a big gallon medical alcohol, my whole body sting a bit and heal. For my mind… I do not feel really different, I don't feel like going around to bite people neither I want party like everyone else. It is truly weird to express in words how it feel, but yes know that I am alright and that I am not  like all my other sisters, well them. So right now I stick around Iris, to keep her company. I was so glad to keep my mind, I didn't wanted to forget the smile she had when she lay down all the journal at the last page spelling my name "BEN" well it not my name anymore Iris and I decide Beryl would be better from now on and I don't really mind.

Oh before I forgot just like her I can walk around daylight without problem, well it still hurt my eyes a bit, but I can walk around without turning into ashes, so if one of you see me feel free to talk to me… oh yes hmm you don't know what I look like. I wear the normal uniform of all my other sisters, apparently I needed to drink blood to get another one, but my clothes are pretty much the last thing that bothers me here. Oh yes hmm I have short black hair, and hum red eyes… that is hard to explain what I look like, oh I have a bed head hair strand that I can't brush down. I wonder if my family could ever recognize me… no that is wrong, I hope to never cross my family again… I don't want them to get here not at all, but I will miss them. Well I need to go now, I'll come back to write more. Bye

There was a happy smiley after the last entry
The journal continue on the next page


I'm a bit sad, I see some survivors the other day, but they flee at my sight… I guess it only normal, Iris do tell me people wouldn't listen and run away from us. Talking about Iris she goes away to prepare my first audience with mother Sophia… I miss her a bit, but I am sure she will be back anytime now. I tried to get in the theater during day, but people ran at my sight, I knew it would have happen, but it still hurt. I hope Iris will be back soon.

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Iris didn't come back and it had been weeks… I'm worried for her, but also for me I… I have those weird impulses lately. Yesterday, I was looking at survivors during day on the spot I used to watch my sisters and well how could I say it without sounding weird. Their necks look… inviting… I found myself thinking about biting them. It probably just some impulse due to the transformation, I'm perfectly fine. I will NEVER attack someone else. I shiver at the idea, I am not a monster, I can control it.

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Iris is still missing… I asked some of my sisters and no one seem to have seen her… I feel horribly bad lately… it an annoying feeling. I feel dead… I know that I am technically already dead, but I felt fairly alright, but now it just awful… I wonder if all my sisters feel this way… everything annoy me lately… my sisters have fun without anything in their mind… annoying… the survivors didn't even try to talk to me once despite all the time I try to approach them… annoying… and finally Iris is still gone… I feel so alone… please someone talk to me, watch a movie with me, read with me… be with me… I'm so lonely.

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I need to make myself a reason… big sister Iris abandon me, the other survivors abandon me, I'm alone… truly alone. Why it is happening to me? The feeling is still there… it ravaging my mind, I… I think I am hungry. It makes sense, I'm a vampire well I am or I am not? Maybe I should… just maybe… NO!! I will not attack anyone I say it before. Ok Beryl calm down, I should find a way to deal with my hunger without putting in danger the survivors… but do I really have a choice?

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I… I did it I drank someone blood. Well someone is not really how I should put it. I manage to track down James. Yes, the James that lead a group to beat me up. I manage to find something he drops on the roof and I could track his smell, his blood smell. It brings me to a little group of followers, but I was able to make them talk quite easily. I didn't hurt them… just scare them a bit. So pitiful, they give away his hideout immediately and it happens to have been the bunker I used… Sid parting gift. I ran there and wait for him he had made the mistake to let the latch unlocked during day, what a fool. I'm laughing thinking back at his expression when he enter and see me sited there waiting for him. He tried to unlock the trapdoor again, but I was faster. I run at him and pull him down the ladder on the floor, pinning him on the ground. It was thrilling, truly exciting, seeing him defenseless like that overpowered by the little body of mine, I know it wrong, but that at the time it was so right, that what I was supposed to do.

I tell him that what he get to have attacked me without reason writing get a bit messy sorry I'm laughing right now, just the eyes he do when he guess who I was, priceless. the writing get back to normal. Anyway, I bite him in the neck and drank at my heart content, it was so good, so right. I felt the dead feeling leaving me, it was the cure, blood, human blood. I guess that I knew it already, but never really wanted to accept it, but now I have a big problem I… I need to drink blood that is for sure, but I don't want to attack people it unfair… unfair huh?

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I found the solution! I found it, it was so simple I feel so dumb to not have thought about that before, games! I'll challenge random survivors at a game, I'll probably work on a few one, like hide and seek or hum… maybe guess my name again, just like what I did with Iris. If the survivors win then I do them a favor or answer one of their questions, but if they lose… I can satisfy my hunger. That is fair yeah fair, right?! Right?! I mean I need to eat and it not unfair this way, they will know what they risk if they fail. Don't judge me! You have no idea, how it feel! It hard!!! I don't want this, but I see no other choice! In the mean time I put my journal back at their original place, so if Iris get lost she find the way back here… Iris I'm so lost…

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The writing on this page is done with fast strokes, showing the writer press the pen harder on the page

It's not working, it's not working at all! People pass the word between each other, I even see it on a note laying around. Do not accept the game of the gambler vampire Why!! Why don't they understand! I was nice with them! My games were easy, they weren't hard!!! Why do each time I manage to do something good, those… those humans mess it up! It was like this back then too, back before I came here. People around me they didn't understand, they never wanted to understand… all hypocrite only thinking about themselves! The teachers at my last college they didn't fucking cared for me, just about their salary! My friends weren't better, only talking to me when they wanted help, but otherwise I didn't exist. Humans are creatures that only inspire hatred, hypocrite, liars, self-centered fools that destroy anything in their reach! Screw them all!

There a big scribble on the remaining part of the page and a few page were torn off, and mashed into balls around the room.

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I have decided… no more choice! Those lowly creatures don't even worth that I let them the choice. They play my game or I attack them and drink their blood. I understand my sisters now, there no reason for us to talk to our food. So to all humans that read this, be prepared, I knew you were there the second you pick up this journal, I smell it. I know exactly where you are, you better accept my game or else it done of you. Close this book already and let play!

The journal end there, but you feel a gaze in your back. You barely have the time to turn, that you see one a girl matching the description in the book, standing there, smiling maliciously, showing her pointy canines. She opens her mouth and pronounces the following words.

"My name is Beryl and it's time to play a game"
And that is the end, I hope you had good time reading it

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freedom-0's avatar
THis like SAW cause im good at games dang child had me play scrabble for 2 years of the 10 i ws there!!