The man told her about vampires and how they looked like, how they behaved and mostly how they blended with humans like they were one of them but they weren't. The red eyes betrayed their thirst and nature. No matter what kind of eyes they had, that red was always there behind a layer of color. There was an experiment to know whether the person you were speaking with was a vampire or not; just show him the blood. Mostly the liquid took out their red eyes. For humans, red color was a legend but for her, it wasn't.
"In my dream, he had red eyes," she stood over the roof again, keeping her eyes on the horizon that were blocked by the grey of the walls. No matter how the building was tall, there was no way it would be taller than the walls. "What's the meaning of all this?"
