Unfortunately for Madalyn, it would take time for her to get back on her feet, Dracula figured she wouldn't even last one more day.<br/>He didn't mean to take so much of her blood, it's just that once he started he could barely stop himself. He didn't how much blood he needed but the amount of blood he did take, it helped him out a lot.<br/>He got up and out of bed, he didn't sleep at all, he refused to sleep. Dracula already slept long enough and getting more rest won't do any good.<br/>Dracula took off his shirt, which was soaked in blood, moving out of the room. He wondered the house, looking for something to do. Although he was used to being alone, he hated it. Being alone was miserable and it was boring.<br/>Dracula laid down on the couch and stared up at the roof. He pondered if he should do something later. He was able to walk in the sun without bursting into flames but the longer he was in it the weaker he got, the only plus side to this was that the affects could be reversed after a while.<br/>The vampire decided against going outside, even if it was a nice day, he wouldn't have anything to do. He closed his eyes taking a short rest.<br/>---<br/>When the sun went down, Dracula cleaned off any remaining dried blood on him and put on clean clothes. He didn't care if Katrina didn't want his help, she was going to get his help anyways.<br/>He put on his best outfit and walked over to the pub. He walked through the door, it wasn't busy at that moment but he knew that it would be later on in the night, which he was glad for it would give him something to do. For now, Dracula sat down at the bar, thinking to himself about what Katrina said. He was curious to know how they were going to black mail the council? They have very little dirt on their hands and if they did, they were sure to clean up on their mess. Also to convince them that Dracula was innocent then they believe him to be? It was too crazy.