Ingrid was keeping to herself, in her bedroom at Garside Grange. Partly because her family was getting on her nerves again but, also because she was plotting a new scheme against said family.

She currently sat on top of the lid of her closed coffin, a wine glass filled with her favourite blood drink inside. Ingrid was about to lift the beverage to her lipstick lips, when she heard footsteps approaching her bedroom. Who dare disturbed her "If that's you Vlad, get lost!"Ingrid said coldly