Edith rubbed the top of her head. “Oww...” She uttered. What the heck? Edith got to her knees. Where am I? The surroundings were indeed different. Instead of being pipe and wire-lined walls, they were cold stone walls with cob-webs all over them. “What the?”
“Good, you're awake.” Edith turned around to see Kim standing there with a cross look on her face. “Now tell me where the hell we are.”
Edith got up off her knee's and onto her feet. “I don't know.” Edith brushed off her khaki pleated skirt. “Why ask me?”
“Because you like history,” Kim answered bluntly.
Edith smiled to herself. She wasn't so good at math, or PFD, but anything history, grammer, art, or “Big words” related she was practically a walking text-book.
“Well, can't argue there Kim...” Edith said as she looked around. She looked around the room briefly. It was a square room with columns at the corners. It had four torches (one on each wall), there was a big, long oval shaped part of the stone floor which looked like it had been risen up in three stone tiers. And on top of the third oval tier there was a coffin-shaped silhouette. “I don't know,” she faded out at the last part. “It feels like we're in tomb...” Edith wandered in a big circle around the coffin.
“There is a way out, right?..” Kim uttered.
Edith tried not to seem worried. “I don't know...”
She took a deep breath before continuing. “If we're in a mausoleum then it's unlikely we'll find an exit. But if we're in a TOMB then we might find a way out.”
Edith rummaged around in her pocket. “Oh no! The medallion! Where did it go?” the thing there strange enemy coveted so badly was gone. “Don't tell me he got it!”
Kim stared at her, “Why do you want to know so badly?”
Edith groaned, “That thing wanted the medallion for a reason.” Edith explained “I don't know why, but it's obviously has something to do with why we're here.”
Kim's eyes widened, “You don't think that it got that medallion thingy and put us in here, do you?”
Edith shrugged, “There's one way to find out.” Edith began running her hands through the dust. She looked up, “A little help would be much appreciated, Kim.”
Kim glared at her and sighed, “You're useless!!!” she heaved and began to pretend to work. Edith searched every where through the dust before she went anywhere near the coffin. She figured she'd get the hard part done and over with and look on top of the coffin. It was so bizarre... Standing far from it made her feel like she was in a crypt-keeper movie, but up-close she felt light, airy, and even had the smallest yet most overwhelming temptation to open it... Edith caught her own hand from touching it. What am I doing?! She wondered. I just can't go opening up peoples coffins! It's not only creepy! But I ALSO have a job to do. Edith thought. Still... I guess it can't hurt just to take a peak at who's been put to rest here... Edith looked at the head of the coffin. Still worried that her hand would deceive her she dusted off as much as she could. It read;

The last of the dreaded scourge. May your soul burn in deepest of hells!

Edith looked at it, that wasn't the nicest of things to preserve at all! Something caught Edith's eye at the last minute. She looked at the O in soul and saw a golden shimmer of... “I found!” it she cried. What was once a mystery was now found the Amulet was bigger looking. Edith had no place to put it so she slipped it over her wrist. A perfect fit! “Ow!” she looked at her thumb.
There was a small cut about the size of a short strand of hair was bleeding rather heavily for such a small wound. Edith plopped it into her mouth. She walked to Kim, who was staring at her.
“You suck'in your thumb, cuzz you're a crybaby?”
Edith glared, I honestly am surprised you aren't! Edith thought harshly, Edith withdrew her thumb, “My finger is blee-”

There was a thud that sounded worse than shattering glass. Kim stood and pointed at something dumbfounded and aw-struck. Edith turned around just in time t o be missed by something a foot or so bigger than her.
“ Accursed Saraphan!” it growled. “You finally figured out that I was alive! HA! It will do you no good now!”
It turned around. It had a crazed and angry look in it's eyes. The man's whole body looked like it was a callous, his hair was solid white,longer than most women's, and sickly-looking. He wore tight, black, armored leather pants, and what looked like an old-fashioned Celtic shoulder sword strap. The corners of his face looked like they had grown back in such a way they looked like th beginning of horns. “I have slept for a century for this!” He roared with blatant pride.
It lunged forward toward Kim and sent her flinging across the room Edith didn't stand a chance, so she just stood there. That's all she could think of to do (or not to do). The thing turned to her on a dime and moved so quickly, yet with so much finesse that it seemed to control where it landed (which, in this case right in front of her) It broke her personal space. It looked as if it pondered... “You don't look like a Saraphan, girl...” it sniffed, “You don't smell like one either... Nor any other human...” Edith turned and ran, that was the only plan she had; run around the room like a chicken with it's head cut off till he gave up... or her legs gave out, or if he caught her. The third must have been the most accurate thing because that's what happened. When she fled it seemed like he just appeared there and grabbed her wrist, he then did one of those pro-cop moves that turned her around (with out moving her wrist) and grabbing the other. “I just hope you taste JUST as good!”

There was a soft snap sound that only Edith could hear. Pain gushed from the right side of her neck down. In all honesty Ed could compare it to shoving needles down her throat. She felt her eyelids getting heavy. Vampire. He's a vampire. Edith thought. Having no stress or worry in her thought.

There was a wrench, and a jerk, then Edith finally felt her wrist's being released. She never noticed how far she was up in the air when he was stealing her life. All of her thoughts and sights seemed to be going in slow-motion, even as she fell. There's moss... look at all the green moss. They look like little tree's... I wonder if any people live in the moss forest... probably little nano-scopic non-moss people... I hope they're nice... Hello little moss people... I don't want to be eaten by you... Hellloooooo......

Edith landed on her side with another thud (and trust me that was the end of any weird random thoughts she had)
Oww, I'm dieing. I'm dieing... Edith began to state in her mind. I never imagined it would end this way... with my rival, my imaginary moss-people and a vampire screaming 'AHHH!!! It burns!!!' as it's appearance changes...Wait a-!!! Edith looked over at the vampire by moving her eyes. He did look different, but it was all a blurr... Edith could feel something wet being slipped underneath her nose. Great! She couldn't see or hear anything now! What ever it was got removed away from her nose, then she felt a jerk on her back and her head was pulled upward. She felt something shove against her mouth and was forced to swallow something... She blacked-out again.