Matthew made his way through the streets that night, having escaped the cemetery and the evil it had to offer. His walk was crooked, making his way through pedestrians that were staring at him and his bleeding neck. Some calling him out and suggesting he goes to the hospital. He was cautious of everything around him, from people going about their businesses to cars honking. He felt a kind of vulnerability he hadn't felt for centuries.
He crossed the streets hurriedly, with his hand still around his neck, holding a cloth to Viktors bite on his neck to prevent him from bleeding out so much. After a long walk, he made it to his destination, the Black apple club. His vision was becoming blurry from the loss of blood.
He pressed the elevator button repeatedly, waiting impatiently for it to
