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The guard simply nodded and whispered something to the woman at the front desk. She nodded in return and hit two buttons under the desk. The first one locked the front gate, preventing escape, and the second one paged Dr. Warwick to come to the Front Office. "He'll be here in just a moment." The secretary said, going back to chewing her gum. A few minutes went by and the doctor appeared from the double doors leading to the inner parts of the Asylum, making sure that she didn't see the blood stained hall behind him. He was wearing a clean lab coat that he saved just for visitors, seeing all the other ones had horrible stains on them. "Hello, I'm Dr. Warwick Von Kraus, the head doctor here. Is there something I can assist you with?"

The doctor raised his brow and examined her. Within a few moments he identified what she meant by 'creature'. "You mean what turned you into a Nosferatu? If I could get a small sample of your DNA I could maybe compare it with those I've collected. Then if the suitor vampire is in the database, I'll let you know." Giving her a light smile, he walked over to the double door he had come though and turned to the guard. "Please take her to exam room 23. I have one small thing to wrap up and then I will be with her." That being said he slipped through the double doors again and went his merry way.

"Right this way." The guard said, taking Ruriha's arm and leading her over to the elevator on the left side of the room. He pressed the button for the second floor and after a short moment the doors opened and he led her inside. Once the elevator doors had closed the guard turned to the girl and smiled. "So you're a vampire huh?"

The guard shrugged. "I work third floor. Which means I don't meet many Vampires. But I meet plenty of Werewolves." After a while the bell dinged and the doors opened, revealing terrible sight. The entire hall was flooded in an inch of blood, when the doors opened up a good amount moved into the elevator room, surrounding their shoes in the dark red liquid. Down the right there were a few corpses that hadn't been taken out yet. The flesh had been peeled off of thier bodies, leaving glistening spots of white bone on their limbs. The guard gave her a moment to take this all in before tightening his grip on her arm and dragging her out of the elevator. "Come on, Room 23 is this way." He commanded as the elevator doors closed behind them and locked.

The guard let go of her arm and remained emotionless, continuing to walk down the hall towards Room 23. As he walked two more guards walked at their back. Hands on their swords and making a splashing sound with every slow step. The guards on this floor were trained specifically for dealing with Vampires. They knew the ins and outs of killing them, their blades were drenched in holy water, and they bore crosses around their necks. So running wasn't an option here. "Here we are." The third floor guard announced as they stood at the door to the room. "Go on in and wait a moment, Dr. Warwick will be in soon."

"Is she hot?" He joked, taking in the enjoyment of not being injured somehow. "After my week I could use a little eye candy."

Salazar just chuckled and shoved her back. "That just means she doesn't say no." Suddenly he felt a bit lightheaded and stopped walked. It was faint, but he could hear voices talking, familiar voices. "Er, hold on one moment." He mumbled, looking around for the pills Warwick had gave him. Finding the bottle, he popped a pill in his mouth and quickly swallowed it. The voice lingered for a minute or two but they soon left his mind. "Had to take my meds. So when do I get to meet this chick?"

Salazar just continued to chuckle and walk with Sam. "Sounds delightful. Well do you want to go look for her? I'm free for a little bit longer and I'm eager to meet this friend of yours." While his comments about the woman were jokingly, they did make him dwell back onto that big question. With his mind now half and half, he didn't have the same intense feeling of affection for Kirai. Yet, some little remnants of that fell were still there, and they were growing. The longer he walked with Sam, the more he couldn't help but think about her. So it seems inevitable...