Sit down and allow me to introduce myself.
First of all, I am blond, blue-eyed, about 5'11", and of Germanic descent. I was born in the '60's and was raised in Germany by my parents, Johann and Martha. I was an 18 year old girl involved with the wrong crowd. I hung out with my neo-Nazi gang friends, drank too much, did drugs of all kinds, and actually killed a couple of people "for the good of the white race". What a bunch of crap!
I've never known what happened that day. I was coming home from a gang gathering when I was grabbed by a dark figure in an alleyway. He sank sharp teeth into my neck and then drank my life's blood. I was so weak I couldn't fight him when he started to drag me away with him. He took me to a dark house on the edge of town. Inside were two other people. I couldn't tell sex or appearances, but I could feel them there watching me.
The man kneeled in front of me and offered me something to drink. It was very salty but sweet at the same time. I felt my strength gro