18. Who is that?

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Alucard refuses to give me back my diary, ever since that day. The only thing I got instead was a cold. I'm not surprised though, sitting only in my underwear in the basement. Of course Alucard doesn't feel guilty about that. "You deserved this punishment" was all he said, turning another page in my diary. Thank god that he hasn't finished it just yet, since he might not have enough punishments for all of my 'creative' fantasies.

I was lucky that my leg was broken at the time; otherwise I might to go on another mission today. Seras had to go; she said they have to do an undercover job at a club. I could only take care of Walter's paperwork; while he had to prepare something for the vampires...he never told me what he does though.

Later that night, I fell into a bizarre dream.

I was trapped inside a room, the door was locked and there were no windows anywhere. I looked down to my feet seeing the floor covering itself with blood, flooding the room. There wasn't much space for me to breath, as I was diving in this red fluid. Not able to escape, I couldn't breathe and was about to lose my conscious. That's when the blood went out, lying on the floor, coughing up blood that went into my lungs.

Click!

The door opened, and a man entered the room. He looks odd though, like an alien, one eye bigger than the other and some purple tattoos, which cover his entire body, he didn't even wear any clothes. He came towards me...slowly. Still weakened, I couldn't stand up. He mumbled something in a language I didn't know what, which caused me to get pinned to the floor. The next he kneeled beside me, lifting up my broken leg. It didn't hurt as I thought it would, until he spoke up "Greetings to the vampire Alucard..." he was holding my leg with both hands now "...In case you forget. Let me give you something to remember it."

Crack!!!!

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....AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

I woke up, soaked in my own sweat. That, that...creature...just broke my leg...again! It felt like he really had done it. I removed the sheet and inspected my leg. It was still in one place and it didn't hurt like in the dream...but...there are odd forms in purple now, printed onto my entire leg.

Well, better a tattoo than a leg that broke a second time, I thought.

Alucard didn't pay me a visit that night, which surprised me. Only Seras came over, after her mission. She told me that she hasn't found anything at the club and that they wouldn't investigate into that matter anymore. Afterwards, she wanted to go over to Walter to see how he is doing. She gave me a kiss on my cheek, whishing me to get well soon. With the door closed, I starred at the ceiling.

Something...doesn't feel right here. It might be just a bad feeling...or I am just hungry.

But the next day, I had hoped it would be out of hunger. My gut feeling was right after all. Sir Integra was injured badly; she cut into her throat with a knife. Seras informed me the next day about it. A creature attacked Integra and tried to turn her into a ghoul and Alucard killed her later on. The police girl looked away, as she informed me that Walter was under some sort of trance and stopped her from going to Integra.

I feel bad. If I wasn't injured I could have...

Nonsense....how could I help?

"Where is she now?" I asked Seras worried. "She gets operated; I don't know how it is for her." "I see...and...Alucard?" Seras refused any eye contact with me "He watches over her...at the moment." The room was silent now...too silent for me. I didn't blame her though; I was just as worried as she is. We both hope that Integra will survive this.

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