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Damnit. I ran my hand through the records and there was nothing, only the documents of what feels like every damn prefect. I sped passed the council’s precocious seats and glided towards one of the offices. Again nothing, except for this strange box of vampire blood with a wide brimmed lid, stained in splotches with the blood. Odd, but not what I came here for.
‘Creepy,’ I muttered. I walked out and headed to a different office hoping it would have something on the farlands.It did have something, not a book but a mechanism under the table.
I immediately started looking for the hidden lever or button that would activate it. Rummaging through the desk then going towards the cabinets in the wall. Under the loose papers there was a lever.
Pulling it removed the floor with a clank that was louder than I would have liked showed a ladder that lowered down to a dimly lit room with four podiums and doors which I presume led further down.
‘You shouldn’t be here little prefect’
I whipped around raising my sword towards the voice. I recognised the voice, the worst person to have caught me. Mike. A petty man who out of all the council members was the most cruel. He only ever dressed formally and his hair was only ever in top condition.
I lowered my sword, not relaxing it by any means but I know threatening him wouldn’t stop him from snitching to the rest of the council. ‘Shouldn’t you be on your little holiday with the others?’ I responded.
‘Hmph’ was the only response I got.
He started to walk past me towards the doors I noted earlier. He opened one and paused, looking back at me. ‘Well?’ he looked back at me expectantly, ‘didn’t you come down here for our little secrets?’
He looked at me with a smug look but it didn’t truly match his eyes, his eyes looked almost wild in a way only an animal could. Creepy.
I cautiously crept forward, following him into a hallway? It was even darker here, the only light coming from a soul lantern and a small magic candle on a desk. That wasn’t the strangest part of it. At the end of the hallway were iron bars. It made it resemble the type of doors they have in the prisons.
Mike walked confidently forward, relaxed in a way that only someone with complete control of a situation could have. But his eyes still had that wild look in them, if anything they’ve gotten even more crazed.
Mike grabbed a key from his pockets and unlocked the door saying something quietly as he did so.
‘What did you say?’ I asked. He looked at me with amusement. 'Nothing.’ he responded, opening the door, ‘don’t worry about it.’
I looked at him with suspicion but he only smiled more at me. Every instinct I had was telling me to get away, the only thing stopping me was him having the unsaid blackmail on me. Although I knew he would eventually tell his other council members I was just trying to think of a way out of this. God I was a fool for getting caught.
‘Well, after you.’ He motioned in a mock bow to the door which I could now see was a stairwell down.
This was setting off every alarm bell I had instilled into me but doing anything would only make the situation worse, the best thing to do was go down and hope I could think of something that would get me out of this mess.
That was my plan until my pickaxe was suddenly ripped out of my belt and I heard the door shut behind me and lock with a small ‘click’. I whipped back to face Mike standing there, my pickaxe in hand and smiling sadistically with the craziest expression I’ve seen. Like a hunter that just got a vampire in a trap.
I ran up towards the door shaking it in hopes of it doing something. ‘What are you doing!?’ I growled, ‘Mike, get me out of here’.
‘Why would I?’ he tilted his head in mock confusion. ‘I thought you wanted to know our secrets’
He stepped back slowly, his hands up in childlike innocence. ‘This way you’ll get to know them quite well,’ he put his hands to his chin as if contemplating something, ‘that’s if they don’t kill you, but you probably know how vampires get when they’re hungry’.
What? The secret is some vampire? I glanced back, nothing. I don’t know what I expected but that doesn’t matter, I had to get out of here.
Mike walked closer to the bars staring at me face to face, his mad smile sending chills down my spine. ‘You know, you are so annoying Percy.’ His smile dropped at that, mania being replaced with annoyance.
He then walked back and forth rambling on about how my empathy is a pain in the ass and listening to me plead a case with morals is just boring.
He stopped paying attention to him and instead tried breaking this damn lock. That’s why I jumped back when he suddenly grabbed the bars in front of me and cackled.
‘Don’t worry about the council members, I won’t tell them. ’ He said with a crazed smile and madness in his eyes. ‘Way more fun if you disappear under “mysterious circumstances”. And If I’m really lucky they will just kill you if not well, I doubt you could survive as long as them without food.’
And with that he just walked away, ignoring any cry or plea for him to let me out.
He left and if he wasn’t lying I wasn’t alone.
Gripping my sword in front of me I headed down the crypt not knowing what was to happen. Turning the corner I didn’t see anything, which didn’t say much as I couldn’t see anything. I went further in almost falling over broken iron bars that strewn across the floor. What little light I did have almost completely vanished. I saw nothing until further out, maybe twenty metres or so were two red glowing eyes.
The vampire