Dominic was numb and warm, it had been a week now he’ll lain in the hospital bed.
“I’m here a week now… waiting for a new mission… getting softer.
Every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker, and every minute there out on the streets drinking, Getting stronger.
Each time I look around the walls moved in a little tighter, getting closer.” There was a knock at the door, the nurse entered, he been here far to long, the nurses where starting to look better and better. 
It was a week later when Dominic was finally discharged.
“.. What we know about vampires is pretty vague, reading Dracula is probably the most informative thing i can think of.
But it’s not like vampires are a modern thing, Julius Caesar declared all the “monstra nocte” or monsters of the night to be “Hostis humani generis”, enemy’s of the human race during his dictatorship.
When some one becomes a vampire they change, and change a Lot, there fingernails turn in to black talons like claws, leathery wing sprout from there back.
You go a good look at the last one, his was about four month old, while his mouth was an inhuman fanged maw, the rest of him was changing back to a more human form.”
“So what about the turning in mist and no reflection, do that happen?”
“Well some of them can be shocking fast and most of them are inhumanly strong, but no i’ve never see any real supernatural power or anything like that.”
“Right now i need you to forget that not an american, my evil sister Lillian has some supplys for the both of us …”
“Well that you shorted out sis, Now what about you mister tall, dark and hansom…”
