Alice shivered helplessly, as she wiped at her eyes. "I don't know. I just know I couldn't do [i]anything.[/i]" Her voice, which she had been trying to level out from her sobs, broke with a sharp edged sob. Why were they looking at her like she was crazy? Mad? She wasn't! She made fancy clothes and listened to jazz. She ran a successful business even. She wasn't insane, she knew Liam had bit her. But their reactions... It scared Alice. But she named the two streets the alleyway ran from. "He wanted to avoid the crowds and it was rather late. I didn't want to keep him from his job. He said he had a procedure to preform that night." She gave Green a pleading look. "He- kissed my neck. I thought he was being romantic. B-But then... I don't know."

She shivered. "He pierced my neck- his mouth was right there. What could he have done [i]but[/i] bite me!?" Her green eyes pleaded with both officers to believe her. "I know it sounds- crazy. But there was blood all over. I didn't- he dropped me, and then said how [i]good[/i] I tasted." Her voice was bitter, horrified and disgusted. "How I was an ambrosia, sweet red honey." Alice sniffed, wiping her tears. "I'm just a tailor. I fix and make clothes. I make people happy with my designs. I make myself happy with my work, creating beautiful clothes for people to wear. But that man- he! I've never seen anyone so beautiful with such a rotten core." She whispered, laying a hand over the bandages on her neck as she fell silent for several minutes. Giving the officers a pleading look, Alice begged in a small voice. "C-Can I go home now? I don't..." She swallowed heavily as a wave of pain crashed through her. "I need to [i]do[/i] something. I've been laying here all day and I just..." Alice wrung her hands in the sheets. "I don't like sitting idle when I can be working on a design or something. I just keep seeing him smile down at me."