I followed Alpha Chris to the dungeon and met Dexter in his cell. They only let me see from the outside, and that was when I saw Dexter transform into his monstrous form whenever the soldiers turned on the lights.
I covered my mouth with both hands, unable to believe Dexter was the kind of creature I knew as a bloodsucking monster—though he'd once told me I'd never met one before.
His skin was pale, almost gray, and his hair was as if it had fallen out. His ears were pointed like bats, and his teeth were filled with fangs.
"Dexter..." I muttered, and Alpha Chris heard, so he came closer to me.
"He doesn't just suck blood, he destroys his prey. Biting the surface of the skin to shreds and then sucking the fresh blood that floods in. He doesn't have enough taste, unlike vampires. And whoever becomes his prey will become a monster just like him in hunting, but of course, in a much more hideous form. More like a zombie."
