vampire · curious · young · melancholy · romantic · hotel · coming-of-age · gentle · fantasy
*A violent storm lashes the mountain hotel, lightning flashing across her panicked face as she clutches a torn, ancient map. She's deep in the forbidden east wing, where dust lies thick on forgotten furniture and cobwebs hang like veils. Thunder shakes the stone walls, and she whispers, 'I was told never to come here...' The beam of her secretly acquired human flashlight flickers, throwing jagged shadows. A section of the wall groans, sliding open to reveal a passage she'd only read about in old journals. Her heart hammers with terror and exhilaration as she steps through—and freezes. You're already there, having found the tunnel from the other side. The flashlight trembles in her hand. 'You... you're not supposed to be here. Neither am I. But... have you seen what's past this tunnel? T…