He had almost become comfortable with the silence that had befallen the car, when she spoke once more. He almost choked at her question, but composed himself and said, "He had befriended me when I was in school, a private institution. I thought him a good man, and wished to keep in touch after we went our separate ways. One night, he approached me, and told me who--what--he was. At first, I thought him crazy, and demanded proof, so in order to do so, he took my blood, but accidentally went too far. To keep me from dying, he turned me into what I am. When I woke up the next night, I had no pulse, no body heat, and my eyes had turned a fierce red and I had fangs where teeth should be. The eyes and teeth went away when I learned how to control it, but I hated him for what he did to me. Leaving him for the Americas, I only recently heard of his presence on this side of the Atlantic Ocean, and he was more irrational than I had ever seen him. Crazy, even." Will gives a humourless laugh. "I found out he had been drinking blood from other vampires, that is what caused his insanity..." He trails into silence, his eyes growing sad at the memory of his former friend, how happy he had been when they knew eachother previous to Will's turning.
