I’m a catholic priest, recording my thoughts during a dark time. You see, I’ve been having these very strange, very….blasphemous dreams lately. I don’t feel like I can confess these dreams to anyone. I should know by now that it’s the devil trying to lure me into acts that break my vows, that betray the Lord. With god’s help, I’m staying strong, praying all day and often all night. There’s a virus going around our small village, turning people into monsters. I see them every day at the hospital, and I can’t help them. Now I’m feeling strange myself, after being bitten by a patient. Something is changing within me, despite my resistance, despite my prayers. I’m obsessed every night by my thoughts, and by the desire for raw meat that causes me to sneak away to restaurants for a taste. Lights flash red, and a shock goes through my mortal body. I gasp, and feel at once that everything has changed. I try to stop it, I cry out as the vampire invades my body. Something stirs within, and it feels right. I’ve become a sexy, hissing, vampire female. I touch my beautiful pale skin, caressing my new form, and enjoying it. After my first k*ll I’m ripe with desire, dripping with lust. As I crawl towards the camera, you can see my sharp fangs and the torrent of a red river spilling from my mouth. I cover my bare chest with it, my new body, and set out to explore the rest of the monastery.
