See no evil - The awakening

Long distance

A couple of months might be nothing at all or might be an eternity, it depends on how good of a time you are having. For me it had been too long since Luc had gone away but at the same time not enough time since I saw HIM.

I realized I didn't even know his name, or if he had a name. I didn't want to think about that so whenever he came to my mind it was just "him" or "the man". I thought that helped me make him a bit less real. Even though he was, he was very real.

Ever since I had a sip of his blood I've been having these dreams, these weird dreams of myself in other times, in other lifes. I saw myself walking through the streets of Paris even though I've never been there. When I wake up from these dreams I Google the places I've seen, the ones I remember and most of them exist. I try to think I've seen them in movies, that's why they are real, but I've seen enough craziness in my lifetime to also believe that I'm connected to him by his blood, and that some of them might be his memories and not mine.

I wonder if he sleeps, and if he does, I wonder if he is experiencing my memories too. If he knew more about my life now that he had a taste of my blood. And I also wonder, as I've seen enough movies, if he now wants more of my blood than he did before.

At first he appeared every 10 years or so, but his appearances are becoming more and more recurrent with time, he's clearly also stalking me, he knew even the floor I lived in, which means he could have gotten inside the flat at any time, he could have mind washed the building manager to give him my information, but why? Why would he get into so much trouble?

He said he knew I never forgot about him, so did he know now too? Did he know I was lying once more? Or did he think that the blood would do the trick? If he is as old, and has the experience he said he does, I'm sure he'd figured out I was not being honest.

I wondered what would happen if Luc was back, if they both would meet. Could he kill Luc? Could he make Luc forget about me?

I sometimes find myself hoping I see him again, at least I can talk about this with him as I can not with anyone else in my life.

My endless ramble was interrupted by a phone call from Luc. He was in Los Angeles buying properties for his father. He missed me, I missed him. Time difference sucked, but we still managed to talk every day at least for a couple of minutes. I wished he would be back soon, but still 4 more months to go. He said I should go visit, we could spend some time walking on the beach, going to the Santa Barbara Pier and strolling through Venice. But he was working, and I would just become a distraction. I said I would think about it. He was happy about that but didn't push it much further.

I was trying to get some writing done, but my mind kept thinking about the killings, so I turned on the news. Laura, the last victim, was still fighting for her life, there was not much information about her, just the repeated story about her being struggling between life and death. Her name had not yet been released on TV but every time they named "the victim" I thought about her name in my head.

They were interviewing a doctor and someone asked him about the bodies being drained from their blood. It was the first time this was confirmed.

A couple of weeks later Laura finally passed away. She never regained consciousness so all the hopes of her becoming the first witness disappeared with her. During that month, 10 more victims were discovered, all women, all between the ages of 20 and 40. Not one witness, nothing captured on CCTV. It was a huge time of paranoia, we stopped going out at night and I actually secluded myself in my country house. All bodies were discovered in the city so it was clear to me that I would be safe far away. These were quite the dark times for everyone, we kept checking in with each other. Making sure no one did any plans on their own and spent unhealthy amounts of time watching the news and reading the papers to see if there was any clue on who was doing this and if they would ever catch him.

Luc was worried about being far away but for some reason it made me feel safer that I didn't have to worry about him. I knew they were not killing men, but my mind wasn't thinking clearly at that time. He would be back in a month and by then, I hoped, we all hoped the killer would have been found.

There was a headline that stuck with me, Bloody Buenos Aires. An article in the New York Times which sarcastically referred to how police in Argentina was being outsmarted by a vampire.