text: Unfortunately you can't outrun bullets but fortunately the human is a terrible shot for an assassin and you easily run away. You hide in a nearby crypt and spy on the assassin. You see that it is a man of about thirty and he is on a cell phone. You listen in on the conversation from afar.
  
  "Sir? I lost the target."
  
  "YOU IDIOT! I DON'T PAY YOU TO FUCK UP! I WANT THE FLEDGLING DEAD OR ELSE! YOU FUCKING GOT THAT!?!?!"
  
  "Sir, I'm only a human, how the hell can i keep up with a vampire?"
  
  "...Figure it out."
  
  Obviously whoever wants you to die doesn't want to spare the manpower to make you dead. What are you doing to do about the grunt?
  
  You start to feel your stomach growl and your throat goes oddly dry...
  > You interrogate him
  You manage to sneak around behind him and take him by complete surprise. You take his gun and bend it so that it wont fire and you pin him on a nearby tombstone. You do it hard enough for the stone to tremble a bit to make your intentions clear.
  
  "Who do you work for?"
  
  "Fuck you bloodsucker, might as well kill me cuz you're not getting anything out of me."
  
  Fine, have it your way."
  
  You begin to torture him for answers so that you can find out who wants you dead. It's nothing too serious except you just scratching him with your unbelievably sharp nails until he starts to runs his mouth... which happens a little too quickly.
  
  "Alright, i'll tell you anything."
  
  "Who do you work for?"
  
  "I work for a guy named M. He hasn't told me anything except that letter and to kill you."
  
  "Do you know who put me in there?"
  
  "Yeah i do actually. M mentioned that some girl of his turned you and put you in there to protect you. She came by earlier tonight to check on you. That's how i knew."
  
  "Do you know where she is now?"
  
  "No."
  
  "Where is M?"
  
  "He has a bar in town. It's this place where a lot of bikers hang out."
  
  "Thank you. As appreciation for cooperating i'll kill you before i feed."
  
  You keep your word.
  
  What now?
  > You go find the bar
  You decide that finding the bar is important seeing as how you won't leave your sire behind (those of you who got here from back in time might need to pay more attention to that)and decide to investigate the biker bar. You search for hours but are unable to find it. Eventually you give up for the night and you decide to bunk in an abandoned tenement house. Too bad for you that the next morning it is demolished to make room for a mall with you in it still. You get a nice and fatal char broil from the sun.