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He walks restlessly around the drawing room.
Lush color and cozy decor show her sister´s good taste: ruby red velvet, shades of wood, floral pillows on the sofa. He takes an old book from the table and opens it. He reads couple of sentences, can´t concentrate and puts the book down. He walks to the mirror.
His reflection looks pale, and there are two pretty, neat and blue puncture marks in his throat. He can´t remember where they have come from.
"That beautiful face, that blonde hair, those rosy cheeks..."
A voice in his dream, together with a hungry, smiling face of young dark-haired man.