Chapter 12 Let Her Go

• The Night Dweller was a place of nightmares. A bar where vampires mingled among themselves, feeling free to behave as wildly as they chose. The only humans who came here were those who had close relationships with vampires. I always knew that some humans were obsessed with vampires, some even hoping to become one themselves.
• There had been cases of humans in the past who willingly volunteered to be fed on by vampires, hoping they might also turn. This had been labeled as illegal by the government, and anyone caught—whether human or vampire—was taken into custody. But I knew personally that, despite the risks, some people still went the extra mile to achieve this.
• Places like The Night Dweller defied such laws. Humans could get fed on by vampires for satisfaction—it was some kind of weird fetish. The only reason I knew about this was because I had once heard Emily talking about it; her stepbrother used to go there. As someone who was terrified of vampires and blood, I had never thought I would step foot in a place like this. And yet, here I was—all because I wanted to ensure my brother was safe.