********** Conversation in Russia**********
Elijah*
"Vlad! Vlad! Stay with me! Stay with me!" I know I am dying, my heart failing, my lungs giving its last air drowning so fast but something or someone pulls me up from where the tidings swept me off. I breath blood, I cough blood; then my eyes looks to my chest seeing the massive amount of red liquid on me. The distinct voice gets clearer.
"Alexei?" My voice came out faint and hoarse. A foreign sound to my ears I couldn't fathom anymore. Wheezing for air knowing I'm surely losing the battle with the darkness. I thought I did.
"Vlad! Stay with me!" He shouts again causing my eyes to strain making a vivid picture of him proving futile. The noise in my head getting louder and louder while the loud drums of my heart slows, very faint and
