When Bartram woke up the next morning. He made some noise at the door as he dried his wet clothes. The noise was loud, and he silently opened the door. A man was sitting and leaning at the door when the door opened. He lost his balance and fell into the room, his back flat on the floor.

Bartram stood over him, and their eyes connected. Bartram's brows furrowed as he glanced down at the man. He couldn't shake the thoughts from his head.

'Another vampire?' He thought.

Neon got to his feet and began dusting his clothes.

"Morning Beta Bartram."

"Who are you?" Bartram asked. "Why were you leaning...