The Landlord opened the door and two filthy rats chased each other out of the room. They vermin crawled inbetween the Landlord's legs. He crushed the rat's skull at the edge of his boot. His black leather boot coated in its blood."That's serves you right for coming on my property!", he yelled at the headless vessel "Bloody shitty vermin!" Azarian watched as he squeezed out every ounce of blood from the poor creature. The landlord was a very large man, rare for a pure breed Vallathian. His gut pressed against the fabric of his shirt. He didn't have a strand of hair on his head but his grey long ruggegged beard was quite the sight to witness."The finest rest in all of the Capital.", he said spontaneously, "Travelers pay good units for this place." The room was a disaster. The once beautiful floral wallpaper that covered the entire room was pealing off the walls. The ceiling boards had brown soak stains from the room above. The wooden planked floor was creaking everytime someone m

He walked down the street and found the house. He knocked at the door twice. "I'm coming!", he heard a manly voice shout at the other end of the door. He waited for a while and no one came at the door. He knocked again. "I heard you the first time!", the man shouted, "Hold your horses." The man opened the door and it was the man he saw put up posters in the forest days ago. He even looked more tired than the time he saw him in the forest. Azarian removed the poster from his satchel and showed it to him. The man's dead face lit up in rage and confusion."Is this some bloody joke to you?", his voice heightened, "I don't see my daughter anywhere. Get the fuck out of my face." "Please I just want to talk." "What is there to talk about huh?", he said, "I don't see my daughter with you."He grabbed the poster out of Azarian's hand. "READ THE FUCKING POSTER!", he shouted. He tore the poster in front of his eyes. He walked away into the house and slammed the door shut. Azarian was p

Azarian walked into his room, he found Humphrey sleeping in the corner of the room. "Poor guy.", Azarian said. He went to his bed and saw dozens of drawings in black ink on pieces of paper. They covered the entire bed. He picked one up, it caught his eye, he put it under the light. There was a wide valley that touched the ends of the paper. There were tiny dots falling from the sky and slowly flooding the entire valley. The dots looked like snow falling from the sky. There were two shadowy figures in the far distance of the valley. They didn't have faces, they didn't have hands or arms they were just pure dark shadows. "What the hell."Humphrey woke up from his slumber and rushed over to Azarian. "You drew this?", Azarian asked.Humphrey shook his head rapidly in agreement. "What is this place?" Humphrey pointed vigorously at the paper nearly tearing right through it, he then pointed his soft paws at himself. "Your home?" Humphrey nodded his head in agreement. Azarian placed

Azarian woke up the following morning in his hard bed. His finger tips were drenched in blood and so was everything he was wearing. His yearning bloodlust had been satisfied. He got out of bed and walked into the washroom. He stared into the mirror and his appearance told the story. His bloodshot eyes, his blood drenched shirt that was white merely hours before his meal but what was frightening the most was his mouth. His fang had popped out like a dragon in a sheep field. Azarian stared at himself for a moment that felt like a lifetime. He could see the monster he was always meant to be, no matter how hard he tried to hide from it, this monster was what he always was and all he would ever be. He stuck his fingers in his mouth. He clinched onto his fangs and pulled onto both of them. He pulled and pulled, the pain was getting the better of him. His gums began to drip his cold blood onto his fingers. "Damn it!", he screamed in agonising pain. He let go of his fangs and took a goo

Azarian stared at the sealed envelope for hours on end in the comfort of his not so comfortable abode . He had been searching for answers from the very day he got to the Capital. All his answers could be in the envelope. He finally mustered up the courage to open it. He tore it open and there was a note. He read the note aloud for Humphrey to hear. "I have been watching you from the moment you stepped foot here. I've seen you've been searching for answers about your child friend's disappearance. I'm able to guide you find the correct answers. If you want the answers you seek burn my message and you choose to remain in the dark consider this a memory of your anonymous friend. From the dark rabbit." Azarian put the note down and was left baffled. "Seems risky huh.", he said, "We have no other option do we now?" Humphrey nodded his head in sheer doubt. He then hopped away. Azarian got up and started searching for a flame. He searched in the kitchen, his washroom and even under his b