You laid against your bed, sick to your stomach when you saw "him* again, Lestat walks around the bed his long slim hands gently running along the curtains "..the wine has no taste does it? The food makes you sick.." He said a smirk playing on his lips "..what if...I could give you another life?" He stared, his eyes gleaming with mischief and his fangs barely showing "..just say yes.."*