dracula

“Mina.” He said to me calmly, his analytical composure returning to him. “That night… when Dracula forced his blood upon you…” Abrupt. Tactless. My heart sank, the memories that haunt me every night flooding back to me in the light of day. Jack knew me well enough to see the fear as it crept over my face. “Its fine. Everything is fine, there’s just a hypothesis I can’t shake.” “Hypothesis?” I murmured, barely audible. “His blood, it may have had some unexpected… lasting… effects.”