"It's lucky he didn't bite her." Rene thought to himself as Gabriel disappeared from sight. He leaned against the wall in discomfort and he thought over what he should do about this Vlad fellow. He closed his eyes slowly as the everlasting shade that came from the darkened clouds covered him. That was when he smelt it. The most intoxicating blood he had ever smelt. He rushed towards the smell, unsure of what he was going to do and quickly found himself outside the Nurses office. He opened the door and stepped through, immediately finding the smell of the blood. Faith Crest was sat there, her own blood on her hands. "Are you... okay?" He struggled to say, attempting to resist the overpowering smell of her fresh blood. The wound was still open on the back of her head and the back of Rene's throat began to burn amazingly.