When she came out of the box she was surrounded by not bodies but skeletons. She had been asleep for a while. Unlike before she did not feel the need to find out how long she had slept. She knew that time now was not a thing for her.
Her boat had survived aging under her veil. She made a warm fire in her wood stove. Then got to work getting rid of the skeletons and the cage that she had below. Once that was done she went into a slow mode again.
Josie started studying her spell books. If any powerful witch had truly known a true blood wine she was going to find it. If they could make one to kill and create a vampire, then there had to be a way to make a wine for a true vampire to survive off of.
For now she found her need to feed very small. A small animal daily and she was well satis
