Ragnorok Strovesler
Do you hear that?
Ragnarok was kind of left hanging by Vincent, and Liz got abducted by two maids. Someone helped him up though, another maid. Ragnarok noticed that she had absolutely no expression on her face.
Weird... The maid led him inside and into what he assumed was a waiting room, where he was left on a couch to... wait. It was barely a minute before he was already itching to move, and the lack of blood in his system wasn't helping his patience. He managed to stand and walked to the door,
Heh, bet I look like the grim reaper minus a scythe. It was kind of true, Ragnarok still had his black trench coat buttoned up with his hood over his head. He tried the door knob and found it unlocked, sloppy security for someone so apparently important. He cracked it open and noticed another thing: there was nobody waiting outside to make sure he stayed there. He opened the door the rest of the way and left his room, leaving the door open. He wandered for a short while and found an iron door. Not really thinking of the possible consequences, he opened it. It wasn't easy, as weak as he was due to the lack of blood. Beyond the door was an unlit stairwell, he took one step and felt his knee give up.
"CRAP!" And down he went.
Falling down stairs isn't fun, and if you asked him, Ragnarok would strongly advise that you don't try it. A minute of falling/rolling down the stairs he found himself laying on the floor staring up at the ceiling.
"Ow" He found that he still had the ability to sit up, but it came at the cost of a lot of pain. Ragnarok looked around and found that he was in a dungeon, one made for vampires. Bars of silver lined several cells, and sitting in one such cell was...
"VINCENT! How did you already get thrown in jail? I only took my eyes off of you for like two minutes! You must be really bad at talking to people."