Her thirst for blood heightened her grief.
The burning pain in her throat increased. Her mind got terribly disturbed, she was at the verge of losing her sanity completely.
Gabriel narrowed his eyes on her, relishing her early struggles of becoming a Vampire. It was a beautiful scene for him to watch. He snarled, and then turned to leave.
"Wait!" She shouted.
Gabriel stopped in his tracks without turning back to face her.
Victoria got up on her feet. Battling against her physical and mental weakness, she allowed her thoughts to drift.. Maybe it was all just in her head.
The scenes.
That man snapping her neck in a flash.
Clementine's shout.
Her slumping to the ground.
All of that.. maybe her mind was merely playing a silly prank on her. Maybe this man, Gabriel, was merely spouting gibberish and she'd not died at all.
Perhaps she'd just slept. Fallen into a deep sleep.
A slumber.
