The journals Carter had picked up were just like normal diaries. They held little to no useful information at all. The only thing that he found strange at the beginning was the date... Surely that had to be wrong. The Journals were dated over a hundred years ago, but he kept reading about Asa's sister, and his hesitance to accept the man she Married. The little parts about his niece and nephew. But again, nothing stood out until he set the journal down and started reading more text. Everything seemed like a normal human life, until the name Darius came around.<br/><br/>The writing turned from normal, to the squabbles of a mad man. The lust for things only a killer would be hungry for. Hunger for things someone Primal would be craving. The human anatomy came into play more and more. Carter knew Asa had been a doctor in the past, but the journals hardly held anything to prove it up until this point. Sure there were a few patient logs, but nothing like this. Everything was written it so much detail. The first killings, Asa's experience. It was sickening, yet he couldn't turn his eyes away from the pages. "What the fuck..." he muttered under his breath as he turned the thin page over with care. He could feel his stomach turning as he continued to read the 'story' - because that's what this had to be right? A story. There was no way this was real.<br/><br/>He was starting to read the third journal when someone knocked at the door. It took all Carter's effort to grab his walking stick and make his way to the door. He knew who it was before he unbolted the lock and held it open.<br/><br/>"Sorry, the master of the house has asked that you say in your room. Something has come up... I'll prepare your supper and if you like we can have it together so you're not alone?" Nancy offered. Carter was still only wearing the bath towel that was wrapped loosely around his frame, but he didn't seem to care. He gave Nancy a forced half smile and responded. "No need Nan. I could do with an early rest. If you leave the food by the door I'll get it when I'm hungry".<br/><br/>"Sir... The master would like the food delivered. I won't be satisfied unless you take it from me" Of course that would be her response. Nancy always did things by the book, and he couldn't help the eye roll he gave her. "Fine... knock when it's here. Bring up some garlic and salt while you're at it" he said closing the door and bolting it again before she could ask why or what for. But he wanted to see if the journals were true. He wanted to tell Nancy, but she was like every little old woman. Full of stories with very little truth. She use to speak of fantasies when he was younger, but Asa had always asked her to stop filling Carter with such nonsense. He'd loved the stories when he was little, but he'd slowly lost the love for them as he grew.<br/><br/>Asa had taken him into the house at a young age and nursed him back to health... But as he sat back down and read the third journal, he discovered more... and it chilled him to the bone. Everything about Carters ups and downs were within this journal. Temperature, tablets, muscle movements to his nerves and what he managed to feel that day. It was all written down in black and white. What worked and what didn't. It was like Asa was using him as a sort of experiment. In a way he guessed he was, but he also knew the cause... His guardian was trying to look for a cure for him, but nothing worked and the pain of the failure was written for Carter to read. It saddened him, but he was suddenly filled with a rage. How could Asa keep something like this from him? How dare he. Was this the only reason Asa wouldn't be with him? Was this the reason both of them had to go about their lives without showing or expressing their loves from one another? Was it really that forbidden? No, he wouldn't settle for this.<br/><br/>When Nancy came back with his food he thanked her and set to work. He placed the food tray beside his bed and took the garlic, opening up each clove and spreading them around his bedroom. The salt was used to spread where the doors and windows opened, he had no idea if it would work, but he was hoping something would give him a clue. He even went as far as blessing his bottle of water before he sat down to eat his food.<br/><br/>But he quickly found himself asking who the visitor was... Being confined to his room wasn't fair. This was his house after all and the guest was just a guest... Was he another vampire? If so, why was Asa trusting him to walk within his walls? No, this was far from okay and Carter wanted Asa to know about it. But how would his guardian react when he found out he'd read the journals? He knew Asa didn't like his privacy being invaded and now that he knew his secret, he felt a fear he hadn't felt before and the more he thought about it, the more it grew... Maybe tonight wasn't a good idea... He ate and drank the wine provided and went to lay on his mattress, but sleep didn't come. He stayed away for most of the night and must have fallen asleep, because he woke the next day with Nancy shaking him awake again. He hated how easy it was to get into his bedroom with a key. Asa really had thought of everything. Privacy was fine, but what if something drastic happened? Of course everyone could still gain access... But he'd forgot about the journals and slowly shifted. Luckily the towel was still hiding him. "Nancy... The books... Can you take them back to Asa's room please?" he asked taking the new tray of food and setting it on his lap as Nancy walked over to the desk to examine the pile.<br/><br/>"These? Aren't these Asa's documents?" she asked picking turning one over in her hand.<br/>"I borrowed them" Carter said while taking a forkful of egg into his mouth.<br/>"You shouldn't be reading these" Nancy said with a sound of authority in her tone. But she knew Carter wouldn't listen to her. She piled the books up and walked out of the room, now noticing the salt that was spilled along the door. Her eyes narrowed and a heavy sigh escaped her. "You never learn do you. What is this mess. No, I don't want to know. You'll be cleaning it this time. I'm not putting up with all this madness" she said walking out the room. Carter hadn't expected her to speak to Asa, but that was her intention.