I can’t describe the place I had been taken to. It was dark. Dank. And the cell they had thrown me in looked like something out of a bad Mel Gibson movie. I sat up to rub a grubby arm over my eyes to clear them, but it didn’t do any good. The only thing I got was a slimy mixture of muck across my forehead.
Despite the darkness, I could make out the two shadowy figures that stood on each side of my cell door. They didn’t look like much, but without my sword, I knew I didn’t stand a chance against them.
“Hey.” I shook the chains clamped down on my wrists. “Dude, the least you can do is loosen these damn things. I’m going to have marks for weeks if you don’t.”
Silence. Not that I expected an answer. I sighed as I recounted the fight which had gotten me here in the first place. The vampires
