I knew it was reckless, but, like Quint X said, we didn't have much time. Ioris was already getting away from herself. She seemed to be forgetting everyone she used to know so well, and most heart-breakingly, she was forgetting me.
When she woke up from her stupor, she circled her eyes as if trying to recognize everything in the room—the room we used to share. As the others and I surrounded the bed, she just frowned without saying a word. No one could be sure what was in her head at the moment except her desire to suck blood. After all, she was a predator now, though she had not fully transformed into one.
