"Ah, and here I was thinking you would not go for that question right away Genevieve" Leopold said gently as he smiled this lovely calming smile. He had thought she would go for more questions about those creatures that had attacked her. He could answer those more honestly than the one she asked now. He knew what those answers had to be, but why did they kill the way they did, why did they murder every single person and not drain them until there as nothing left. This has not been a feeding frency, this had been something else entirely. And even for what he tought them to be, it was incredibly odd, and lets not forget.. illegal "As I have told you before Genevieve, my name is Alexander Leopold Monreu. But everyone calles me Leo, so I do not see why you can not call me just that. I brouhgt you here and not to an hospital because you witnissed something that the world can not know about. If you were watch the news about what had happened in the good room. You would hear it had been a terrorist attack. And not some murderous rampage of four pale looking men. You might be shocked, and feel anger that this is being covered up. But I promise you that this is the best for everyone. Humans can not possibly know as to what is hiding in the dark. Because of what I am, and what I do. I can not have anyone ever find out the truth, about creatures in the dark.. about what had happened in the dark room. You my dearest... you know the truth of what happened. And I do not know of I can trust you with such important information."
He got on his feet and walked over to the window where he looked outside before he looked back at Genevieve once again. "And now you wonder what I am, and what I do. I guess.. after everything that has happened to you, you deserve to know. Those creatures that have attacked the good room, they are not human any longer. They used to be, once. Though they do not deserve the name. For they have broken many a law and killed without remorse, and brought our world into grave danger of being discovered. They are vampires Genevieve. Like the story's you properly know, they drink blood yes, they can not stand the light of day, and they live eternaly if they so choose. We exist, but unlike the vampires in movies or books, we are better organised, and keep our world well hidden from yours. We have heard this modus operandi before, how everyone was killed, no survivers, quick work and gruwesome killing. WE have heard of this a couple of times the last few months. But never have we had a witness to describe the beings that have killed. I am one of the few of my kind that protects both human and the vampiric world. Make sure that things like what has happened in the good room never happen. I see it as a flaw of my side that it has, for these creatures should not walk in my little domain."
He walked up to her again and sat down, never did he give her any reason to fear him but the story he told her. "I hope that my story has explained to you as to why you are here.. and not somewhere in a hospital. You might have talked, telling your story to a nurse. Who on her term tells a friend, family. These kind of story's tend to spread. It only takes a few believers to bring danger to my kind... but to the humans as well. We can not have that now can we?" he asked her gently.
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