Drogo: Is it love - The original story (Game walk through)

Chapter three part seven

> What did he do? What did Drogo do to me that night? Did he try to... drink my blood?

My legs almost give out at the thought of it.

Nicolae > No matter how many times I tell him to be careful, he's incapable of restraining himself... when it comes to you...

Restrain himself? What is he talking about?

Nicolae > He broke our rules that night... He couldn't control himself. He was going to bite you...

My God!

Nicolae > I saw fit to alter your memory and make you see this altercation as a little spat...

I look away. I just can't find the words...

> I can't believe it! You went inside my mind and did whatever the hell you like with it!

Nicolae > I did it for your own good!

> For my own good? Are you kidding me? You did it to protect your family! That's all it was! And now you're... what are you going to do with me?

Nicolae > Think about it, Lina! If we wanted to cause you harm, don't you think we'd have done it by now?

> Unless you want to save me for later...

He frowns. It's as if it's the strangest idea he's ever heard. Then he finally lets out a laugh. I don't see why he's laughing. I steal a glance at him. I see that his eyes... his whole aura... are brighter than those of his brothers. He has a vampire charm. Obviously, he's built like that... to force us to drop our guard.

> Nicolae! Please let me go. I won't tell anyone...

Nicolae > Don't believe everything you've read about us in books. We are not animals. Contrary to what you might imagine, we are not going to drag you out of bed in the middle of the night to devour you. We don't drink human blood...

> Well, you won't mind if I don't stay to find out! And I'm not too sure Drogo got the memo on that!

Nicolae > Drogo acted on impulse and it won't happen again. Believe me, we have no intention of hurting you.

> I don't care. I've made my decision and it's final.

As I continue to stack various things in my suitcase, Nicolae sits on my bed and looks pensive.

Nicolae > What if I told you that you're different too...

> What are you talking about?

Nicolae > You know, Lina... I'm sure you've always known... deep down.

> You're wrong! I'm nothing like you!

Nicolae > We have much more in common than you think!

I stare at him, feeling anger mingled with fear.

> Okay, fine. Assuming I'm "special". What is this mysterious gift of mine?

Nicolae > Has anything strange ever happened in your presence? Have things... Objects... appeared to come to life? First impressions that turn out to be right? Dreams that come true? Fast-healing wounds?

> You're joking, right?

He doesn't answer. He stares at me with a serious look on his face. What am I supposed to say to all that?

> I don't know... I don't know... I never pay attention to that kind of thing... I guess I've had hunches before or experienced things that were... sometimes disturbing, but...

Nicolae > And what about the lamp that flew across this room?

> What lamp?

Nicolae > When Drogo attacked you that night, a lamp struck his head... I was about to intervene, but I'm not the one who made it happen.

He can see that I'm struggling to understand what he means.

Nicolae > It came from you, Lina. You have this magical gift inside you. You're... special.

> Special?

My voice is weak. I don't feel very well. What did they do to me? I had no powers before coming here!

Nicolae > You're wrong!

I jump up in fright. I didn't say anything out loud. He read my mind again!

> Stop that, Nicolae!

Nicolae > I don't need to use my powers to know what you're thinking! You're an open book! Until now, your gifts have been dormant because you didn't use them. They've recently revealed themselves. I think they probably came out to protect you.

> My gifts? But... what exactly am I? Some kind of... witch?

Nicolae raises his eyebrows.

Nicolae > Just a witch. There isn't a whole load of different kinds.

> I'm going to wake up soon. This is all just a bad dream!

Nicolae > You can try to deny the obvious. I understand that it's hard to take in. But I know what I'm talking about. You have the gift of telekinesis...

Telekinesis? If what Nicolae says is true, if I really am a witch, then my whole world is falling apart. Nothing makes sense to me... Is that what drove me to come here? To college? I have no experience of the supernatural, but the subject has always interested me... Has there always been something bubbling under the surface? I can't stand this? I need to know more! My anxiety has gone through the roof. I'm no longer just afraid of the Bartholys. I'm afraid of... myself.