Cold wind develops the grey strands of hair on her head. As she flies over the cold moonlight she searches for prey. All those cowardly people are already hiding in their homes. She knew they knew she existed. And the existence of the other vampires she was fighting with for territory. Her daily routine was filled with grey loneliness as usual. For her fear of attachment is still with her. So, she lands on the ground, hearing squeaking sounds. She notices a cat stuck in the netting. She kills it without a second thought. Then she hears some kind of commotion, so she flies closer. And she sees an open window.