<div style="text-align: justify;">While Marcel walked around the castle, Missie did the same. She had no idea that she was walking closer and closer to him. And she had no idea of what he had just seen. Lucky for her, she hadn’t seen anything. Had she seen something like what Marcel had witnessed, and she would get even more scared of that place. Not that she wasn’t scared enough already.<br/><br/>It wasn’t fear, though, that made her approach the vampire when she saw him rest his head onto the bars of the window. It was curiosity, and some other feeling she couldn’t explain. It was a draw he had on him that attracted her closer like a magnet. If she had been in her right mind, Missie would probably have stayed away from Marcel. But before she could think, the girl had already walked closer to the vampire.<br/><br/>Her gaze looked for his face, curiously. She was a little concerned, but no words came from her lips. She wouldn’t have known what to ask anyway. Should she ask if he was all right? Or should she turn her back and walk away?</div>