And what it could be a disaster, happens now.

Helene !

Who is scared by what she sees. She tells common sentences, delayed words. She tries to grab the reality, she refuses what she can see now.

- Good evening... I... my trip has been canceled. My customer has withdrawn his complaint. The Brohman & Sachs bank has been nationalized. It's too hard to take Federal State to court.

I... Agnes ? What are you doing ? You're all stained !

Agnes ! That's blood !!!

So I explain. What I should have to do before. I explain that I'm a vampire, that I'm 1705 years old, that I need to feed with blood... I mention Helene's grandmother. I talk about my love for her, about my flight and about my return in France. About our meeting... And I talk about our SM games dampenning my predator instincts.

Don't be mistaken, I'm not begging for clemency. I'm just telling the truth. You can't judge a vampire by the yardstick of human morality. We are really inhuman in the original meaning of the word.

- No you're not bad. If you was, you would kill me. You had the oportunity to do that, many times...

Helene kneels down in front of me, strokes my cheek. She kisses my forehead... And I cry: Helene my beloved, accept myself such as I am.!

So, like a child, I decide to show her my powers.

- Come out, I am going to show you something. But go and take a pullover. And two bondage belts. The brass ones!

When she comes back, I'm ready, knelt on the terrace.