#*mystory

Holly Alto: They're officially divorced.

Bebe Hart: That's a good thing, isn't it?

Holly: I guess. I'm just glad they're putting an end to it. I don't remember them being happy with each other, like ever.

Bebe: Your parents are truly something else. I mean, it's not like mine are much better, but at least there's mutual love in between their shared insanity.

[shared silence]

Holly: I just hope that with dad moving out, mum can finally focus on her re-election campaign and stop her incessant ranting. Even her staff is over it at this point.

Bebe [snorts]: I doubt she'll stop.

Bebe: Like, I just don't understand how adults can maintain these toxic relationships for such a long time. Aren't they tired?

[muffled scratching and knocking]

Griselda: I had always thought I'd awake in paradise once I'd died...

... but instead, I found myself buried alive in a coffin. I didn't know what was happening. I remembered that I had died but somehow I wasn't dead.

When I finally escaped the confines of the coffin, I realised I was in my family's crypt.

I was scared and so sure someone had made a mistake in bringing me to this place, which was filled with the bones of my ancestors.

At that moment, I didn't know how wrong I was, but I would find out soon, very soon.

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Griselda: Even though the events from that night are supposed to be nothing more than distant memories, I feel like it only happened yesterday.

Some say that you'll never really forget your first kill, I find that to be true. I still vividly remember the fear in her eyes...

... her laboured breath as she tried to scramble away...

... her desperate pleas as she realised how hopeless her situation was...

... and finally...

... the sounds she made when I killed her.

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unknown woman: [quiet sobbing]

unknown woman: Riposa in pace, Giovanni. (Rest in peace, Giovanni)

Griselda: As I left the crypt, the sweetest scent I had ever smelled drifted over to me and I couldn't help but follow it.

Strangely, I felt an ache deep inside me, something akin to hunger yet so much worse.

unknown woman: [shocked gasp]

Griselda: When I found the source of the heavenly scent, that clouded my thoughts, I stared at it in a daze. It was a woman, who smelled so delicious I wanted to sink my teeth into her neck.

For a split second, I realised what horrendous thoughts I was having, but then the monster inside me took over and only one thought echoed in my mind: I needed to feed.