I look at Sabrina, a vampire? She's something... but she's hurt, and she is a friend. I watch as she struggles at the ground besides me. I reach for her hand, concerned at the burn marks upon it.

"I'm okay, but you... Your hands" She stares back, drawing her hands closer. She flinches slightly, and I scared for a moment, knowing that we wouldn't survive another attack like that again.

Just then, a tall man stands before us.

"Perhaps I can be of assistance?" he asks. I sigh, releived, offering my hand to the stranger as he helps me to my feet. I then help Sabrina to her feet, but I am dizzy from the hit to the head and nearly fall over.

"Careful," the man says. "You're in rough shape, both."

"Can you help us?" I ask. "I don't live far and I am concerned of our condition if we were to be attacked again. Could you help us back to my manor?"