It took most of my effort to force my eyes open, and when I did I saw that I was seated in a splintering wooden chair, placed in a small, cement room filled with a soft orange glow. I craned my neck to the left and saw an old fashioned wooden torch topped with a dying golden flame. I felt a sharp pain invade my neck. Thinking it was from the bats, I shrugged it off. I turned my head to the right and saw two men conversing, each drinking out of a gray mug. They didn’t notice me since they were turned the other way, so I thought about making a run for it, but as I scanned the room, there was no door to be found. One of them must’ve noticed my head turning back and forth because somebody spoke up from behind me. “Hey, he finally woke up,” said one of the two …show more content…
After about 5 seconds I realized how hesitantly he was hugging back. I took a step back and asked what was wrong. He told me that when he first climbed this mountain, him and everyone else got turned into a vampire. It was all okay at first, they had gotten used to living up here, until one day, Daniel and some others got really weak. They were taken to the healer and found that they had some sort of disease. Basically, they had an allergic reaction to the vampire venom that they’re bodies held. He was told that he would die one year later, and that year was almost up. When he saw me touching the spot of pain on my neck, he said that it was one of the vampires that had bitten me. I too was now a vampire. I felt a rush of excitement at first, but then remembered reading Twilight in high school and learning that vampires were immortal. How was I supposed to live on for eternity without my brother? Daniel then shared the news that the disease he had was hereditary and I most likely carried it as well. That meant I too would die soon. I was on the verge of breaking down into tears but saw the man who’s name I still didn’t know give me a disapproving glance, so I held back my sobs. Even though this wasn’t ideal, I still got to be with my brother for a while before he passed, and that was longer than I would’ve had if I never climbed Mount.