From day to night they were not sure how long they had been in the locked room together, they sat side by side sometimes. Another would have them upside down gawking at the door pondering when it would open.
Christian and Clarence had a lot of time to reflect, nothing much else was given to them. The door finally unlocked to a shy woman dressed in a nurse's outfit.
Handing Clarence and Christian vials and an extra clear liquid for Christian, he looked at it suspecting what it could be.
"Christian, you must take it or I will force it down your throat." She warned.
Christian's face reddened, he wasn't sure why they wanted him to take it. Downing, at first he realized the taste was bitter, the nurse stopped him from taking the blood.
"I need you to not take the blood and leave it under your pillow." She said,
"What did I take?" He asked.
"Someone will be there shortly for you." She winked.
