He entered the room. In the middle of the room was a big black color king-sized bed. It was covered with white curtains around the bed.
In the middle of the bed was lying Darell. There were a few men- a few vampire doctors around [They are doctors because they were doctors with healing Traits before they became vampires or because they chose to become doctors cause they had healing Traits, born as vampires in the household].
"This way, sir" one of the vampires stretched out his arms to guide Dylan towards the bed.
"Slide the curtains,"
The servant who was standing beside Darell's big bed slowly took a step forward and slid away from the curtains.
"Dad…"
"My son. What… look what have you made of yourself,"
"I know… I know…" Dylan saw Darell lying on the bed helplessly.
"Thanks to your Trait, we have not lost you."
"Insomnia? Hah, what would that do?"
