18th of November, 2020
Today, I bought a new pair of shoes. They are beautiful, and make me feel tall. I love the sound they make as I walk. Like the way the sound echoes throughout the Mausoleum. I have been visiting the place often. The darkness is comforting and it's a great place to practice my use of shadows. It amazes me, how a simple gesture of my hands, can bring about such destruction. I practice this within the Mausoleum and Catacombs. I am not the only one killing the creatures that lurk within. Many are faces I often see around, though I know not who they are. Many I have seen regularly. Old southern habits tempt me to greet them, out of kindness, but I just keep to myself. I'm surrounded by people all day, at work. The solitude, in my own time, can be relaxing. Much like buying new shoes, killing monsters brings me joy. Wish I was comfortable with using a gun or blade, but I always hesitate to use them.
Business has been going well. The two restaurants are mostly take out orders, but the community has been good to us. Surprisingly both of my plant shops are doing well. During a time when many are keeping home, they are looking to add more plant life to the indoors. When I moved to HR, I hoped for better things and mostly this is what I have found. Yet Warren is gone, and it is all my fault. I turned him, and now he is gone. The world seems a little more lonely, even when I spend my nights surrounded by those who work for me. Some days I sit with Mora, in the Crypt. The place once creeped me out, though now feels more like home than my own apartment. I have not seen anyone but Mora in the crypt. Part of me wants to know, but then fear it would only be more bad news. I had not taken the time to get to know many of them and truly wish I had.
Some nights I have taken to hanging around this nightclub in Gullsborough. It's a nice way to unwind, and I can't wait to wear my new shoes the next time I go. Sometimes a group of us from work will meet up at the club, but social interactions with my employees outside of work always feels a little awkward. This could be partly because they are all human. Those who work for me, know what I am now. None of them have shown dislike of vampires, but they could never understand what it's like for me. Feel I can never fully trust all humans. Maybe in time this could change but I'm not hopeful. If things get worse for vampires, I might have to close up all of my shops. Not sure what I would be, if not for my work. It defines me, as it always has. Those who work for me, depend on a paycheck. I don't want to let them down, especially during such times. I will keep on until the end, doing all I can. Would not want to be out of work myself, because then how would I get pretty new shoes? It's the small joys that together bring the most light for me right now.