Vannessa took the oppurtunity of her tail going after the rouge vampire to speed off, no longer caring what humans thought were "normal".  She raced through the alleyways to her safe-house and clambered up the fire escape to the top floor.  Vannessa slipped in through the window and slammed it shut, leaving her in a dimly lit room.<br/><br/>It was a small, one room apartment, kitchen and living room and bedroom all crammed into one with a small section walled off for the bathroom.  Vannessa didn't really mind.  She didn't eat, so there was no need to make sure the fridge was stocked with fresh food.  She didn't spend much time in the apartment, so all she had was a military style cot, which made it easy to see if there was anybody hiding in her house with just one glance.  Vannessa made sure her front door and windows were locked, there were no holes in the black out tape, and leaned back on her cot staring at the ceiling.