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and I noticed in her face

a wild expression of fierce joy

which I had not seen on her before.

She jumped from the bed with animal

agility and pounced on my wound,

sucking it with

indescribable voluptuousness...

I bring some guests.

Miriam and some friends of ours.

I'm sorry but I had to

go at dawn last night.

You're still here, at least.

I had a nightmare.

Or at least I think I did.

I woke up and you weren't there.

Come here.

Wait, so where did you find this book?

I told you, right here on the floor.

That man must have dropped it.

The author, it sounds familiar, right?

Hey, the good Samaritan, she

doesn't even know his name, do you?

I don't know, he didn't tell me.

Drop the suspicion, OK?

Are you like... jealous or something?

Yeah.

Jealous of picking up

injured people. Good one, Harriet.

Very jealous.

Hey!

Easy, easy, easy. Guys, guys, guys.

Well, the important thing is the book.

Since we have it,

I thought we could use it as a good source

of inspiration for the next couple of days.

According to what I read

here in the introduction,

this is one of the first known works

of people coming out of their graves

and drinking people's blood.

People drinking other people's blood?

- Anyway...

The story is from 1836 and it's about this

man

who falls madly in love with this woman

on the same day he takes

his vows to be ordained.

The woman is what he calls,

creature of the devil,

and she manages to tempt him, take him

to Venice, and make him her lover,

feeding off him by drinking his blood.

I'm sorry, but this is the only

thing that we have to drink:

red wine.

But of a very good quality.

Do you like it?

Excellent.

It's good.

Our guests always like it.

Ted likes it too,

don't you, Ted?

Can I make a phone call? My cell doesn't-

- I'm afraid not.

We don't have a telephone in the house.

Oh.

Well, it doesn't matter.

It's just that we're supposed to

meet up with some friends and

I wanted to let them

know that we'd be late.

I'm sorry. I feel a bit guilty.

Well,

since we are here, I suggest a toast.

To the night.

To the night.

- To the night.

That girl...

your friend.

Miriam?

Miriam.

Does she live here with you?

More or less.

She's a very special friend.

And Rupert and his friend?

They are very nice.

Have you known them for long?

No.

I met them this evening.

They offered to bring us home.

I love having guests in the house.

I'm not sure we chose the right place.

This place is awesome.

Don't let that book put you off.

I know, but...

How many times have you read of bad

things happening in places like this?

A tent,

a couple,

a forest...

A Couple?

Ahh!

You're playing a dangerous game.

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