Alison was starting to wake up, and when she did she had found herself staring at a pair of fangs, which surprised her greatly. She watched as the guy was pulled away, being replaced by the guy from earlier. She felt uncomfortable in this situation. Where was she and why was she here? Alison tried to sit up, though she was still tired, the look of sleep still wavering in her eyes since she had just woken up. She turned her head to look at the man asking for her name.<span style="font-style: italic">Why in the hell should I tell him my name? He practically kidnapped me...</span>she thought to herself. "No.." she put in, crossing her arms. "I think you're a creep for kidnapping me like that and then demanding for my name..." she put in. Though, she could get into some trouble for talking back to him like that.