Chapter 133

I awoke to Paul stroking my hair.

He looked as exhausted as I had felt the night before. His eyes were deep set and hollow, and his skin was ashen. Even his normally wavy hair was lank and hanging in his face.

I sat up and looked around.

We were in the bedroom of someone's house. The room was small but cozy and comfortable.

Although the curtains were drawn I could tell that it was day. "What time is it?"

"About two PM.," Paul said.

"Where are we?"

"We're in some type of Vampire safe house just outside of Poland. The windows are supposed to be Vampire safe." He looked around. "We got here about half an hour ago. I didn't know if you were going to wake up during the transport to this place. I just wanted to get you in here as quickly as possible and out of that coffin. As soon as I got you out of it, I could see that you were waking up."

"How could you tell?"

"You just didn't look dead. It's a real small difference, but it's there. Even though you're not breathing, you look