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on his armchair; it was sculptured especially to him. The same was made with stones.
    “You are back."
    He said looking at his servant.
    Eros stopped in the midst of room and looking at his master, who was sitting on his armchair. My father was dressed in wine robe, it was enormous, and when he walked the fabric was sliding on the ground.
    “I arrived here just now." he informed him.
    “My   daughter?" he asked as he was dazzling.
    “I brought her with me."
    Vincent rose from his chair; he seemed satisfied with the news.
    "I knew you would never disappoint me! It was not by chance I chose you for this. Nobody could do this so well as much as you."
    My father devoted him therefore.
    "She is unconscious; I believe she will soon return to herself. Eros informed.
    "Where did you put her?" my father asked.
    "She is in the living room; Valeska and Bizak are next to her." Eros explained.
    "I will wear appropriate clothes to receive her."
    "I will rest, most of the time, I don't do this."
    Eros said and left his master's room.

Chapter 4
     
     
    When I opened my eyes I saw two strange creatures looking at me. Their curious looks, as if they have never seen a human being in their lives. The vampire girl approached first.  She was owner of an explicit sensuality. Her dress was tempting, tight - red color and her make-up was intense. She made me remember my friend Mirta.
    Her fire-red hair, length to her neck, her enormous eyes, in gray coloring, and her mouth was expressive.
    Her skin was whitish. She was a beautiful vampire.
    The boy next to her, he also had hi s charm, he was strong and tall, his face was pale and attractive, his brown hair. Any woman would see to him. His look had similar characteristics to Valeska's look, they were gray.
    I looked at all the corners in that living room.   I frowned and in intention to find out what I was looking for, with my uneasy eyes.
    "How are you?" she asked me.
    My brain didn’t assimilate her question. I was lying, and then I lifted my head slowly and pronounced carefully...
    "EROS!"
    "Take it easy, he came with you." She said and her tone seemed friendly.
    “Where is he?" I asked, discomfort could not abandon me, unless, Eros could be there, near me.
    “He was just talking to Vincent." The guy answered.
    I rose up and it made me dizzy, it looked like I was out of one's wits. I realized I was barefoot and dirty. I saw this, looking at my dress, which I dressed to Rock and Roll show's night.
    I just imagined I was dreaming,
    "She is dizzy." The boy commentated as he was looking at his friend.
    "It is natural she being this way." A male voice coming from the corridor said.
     
    A man arrived here. As soon as I looked at him, I felt I had already seen him in another place. He was the man from my dreams, though I didn't have seen him clearly in my dreams, but I knew it was him. He was well dressed, wine-colored cape and rings adorned his fingers, his nails were long, his long hair, length to his waist and black as night, his pale skin and his look was stunning, also in gray coloring.
    My father was a handsome man; therefore my mother had not been able to resist him at that night. I swore it; I would meet him in his age more forward. He looked 35.  Almost twenty years later and e he was in the same manner, my mother had acquired some traces of expression on her face and also some wrinkles and without mentioning someone white hair was lost in her scalp, and she covered them with dye. I waited so many for this day, I being face to face with my father. I only didn't imagine that it would be that way, at that place, at other planet.
    He was distant from me, watching me.
    I did the same thing to him.
    "My daughter."
    He said, deeply touched and stretched out his arms for me to go in his direction.  However, I hesitated about doing it.  I was not accustomed yet to the idea he was my father.
    "Come to give me a hug!" he insisted.
    I walked in his direction, my steps were slow, and it