Dexter
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The man squeezed his hand tightly until blood flowed along the edge of the little finger and squatted down and leaned towards me, filling my mouth with flowing blood. I lost consciousness.
When I woke up, it was already light, I do not know how long I had slept, but my body was burning with fire, as if I had literally been thrown into an open flame. I was tossing around on the bed and didn't even think about where I was.
This was how my adaptation, my transformation into a vampire, took place. Raphael taught me, guided and mentored me. He helped me develop self-control before the thirst for blood, without rushing with a thirst attack on the first comer. He was my teacher, and then he became my friend.
