Friday, March 4, 2016

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 59

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Summary of the previous episodes: Viorel has been tortured by his supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi) taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people, he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape. 
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything. Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued by a stranger.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week
I dressed up quickly and followed the old man downstairs. There was a little door under the stairs the kind of door you are expecting to be the door of a closet but this one leaded to a narrow and short corridor and to another wooden door, a little bit heavier. He pushed it as if it was nothing and let me in. I would never have imagined what I discovered. It was his study room. There was a large desk in the center. It was award to me to see such a desk there instead of against the wall. I had the curious idea that desk should always be facing a wall with a candle hanging just above them. I walked around it and soon understand why it was there. The walls were all full of shelves. Manuscripts and books were well organized around the desk in the first part of the room. Behind the desk was an overture in the wall. It could have hold a door but it seemed that it had been remove a long time ago to gain space. I passed my finger on the wood as I entered the second room behind the old man. The second room was a more of a laboratory. Bottles and pieces of metal and different types of wood were to be found everywhere. They seemed to be classified strangely. I remembered that the crazy priest’s bottles were classified by color but here I couldn’t see any particular rapprochement between the substances. I checked for an alphabetical order but here again, that wasn’t the case and I wondered how he could found what he was looking for.
“Anything interesting?” he asked as I was contemplating the room lost in my thoughts.
“You are Nicolas Flamel”, I said.
I didn’t need him to answer, I knew it for sure. He started to laugh again. I walked back to the first room. As I followed him, he took a book on the higher shelf and blow the dust away from it.
“You see, I recently made a very interesting discovery and I became a bit paranoid about people trying to use it for a bad reason. So when I heard that a foreigner was looking for me, we spread the world that we were traveling. And actually we did a bit of traveling but you seemed to have been more persistent than we were cautious.” He said.
“Why didn’t you tell me that it wasn’t you and send me back out?” I asked. I wasn’t sure what the discovery was but if it was important enough to take away from home two elderly with the cold coming stronger every night, it was without a doubt something worth to protect.
“Because you don’t know what my discovery is yet, and I believe you don’t know much about yourself either. You are looking for something else, something more important.”, he said handing me the book he had just cleaned.
It was an old book with a brown leather cover and the pages had gone yellow with the time. I opened it carefully. I knew how fragile old books could be. On the first page I read the word “Vampire” written in red ink as if someone already wanted to form the link between vampire and blood.
I looked at Nicolas interrogatively. How could he know? He had been talking about my eating habit and knowing I was dangerous but I couldn’t understand how he could know so much about me so fast.
“How?” I managed to articulate after coming back from my stupefaction.

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