While running from the vampire, I slipped into a narrow side alley and pressed myself against a corner, holding my breath. My heart was racing; every shadow seemed to move. Suddenly, the silence was broken, and a cold shadow appeared in front of me. It was Roman Godfrey. His face was visible even in the darkness, his eyes scanning me. “What are you doing here?” he asked. I could only tremble. He took a step closer, then stopped. Behind him, the street was pitch black… and now, the choice was entirely mine.