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Hidden in the heart of Harper Rock is a special jail for only the most vicious criminals. Those who feed on too many humans and in danger of exposing their society the Vampires themselves have created this secret prison to punish the "Exposers" for bring risk to the rest of the Blood-born community. Monty was thrown into a cell of his own and looked around. An empty cell with a woodstrung noose hung near the far end of the prison cell. "So I can either wait here for eternity or end it whenever I please?"

Ever guard seemed armed with a sharp wooden sword to end the life of any vampire who may try and escape. But no one ever did, these vampires who were kept here were starved for years and years, no blood other then that of the rats that may scurry in through the holes in the walls. Rats that hope to naw on the feet of the dead inmates as they swing in the room. "This place is quite depressing," Monty himself had a hunger that was unparalleled he had been arrested after only a few days in the city. About six or seven murders in three days, he was almost instantly picked off the streets by the Knights of the Blood-Born. He now awaits in one of fifty cells under the city to starve for eternity, or rot away, swinging from the ceiling....

Claramond walked down the seemingly hollow hallway, shoes clacking on the cold, tile floor. Spider webs hung from the walls. The only other life was the poor souls who had to guard this place and the heartless vampires infesting it. Well, the poor souls may be vampires, but they were the good kind. The vegetarians.

If vampires could even be called life, she thought.
The only vampire she had ever liked was Sam. She didn't even know he was a vampire until a few years prior, and even by then they had been company to each other for eight years total.

The only reason she wanted to come here was to fullfill a wraith's, a former worker here, final wish. The unfortunate man had worked here for most of his life, and had been killed in a Vampire's attempted 'rebellion', if throwing a huge tantrum and killing a couple of people with another few creatures countered as a rebellion. But it didn't end up nice for that vampire. Well, correction, it won't end up nice for that vampire.
That's why she was there, after all. To avenge him.

But she was having some… trouble focusing on the task at hand.
After all, how would you be able to focus through the moans of pain caused by any sentient creature, even if you despised the creature with every fiber of your being?

She was finally starting to block out the noises when she noticed another creature. It was sitting on the floor of a cell. It looked… angry? No. More hopeless. And probably hungry. She tried prying her eyes away from it, but she found she couldn't do it.

"Hello?" She asked quietly, hesitant. Sam gave her a confused look, wondering why she would initiate contact with someone of a species she deemed 'scum'.