Alice drank happily, her green eyes hooding as she felt the red quench her thirst. It was horrifying, drinking human blood. But Alice saw no other option. Her loss of her life, her freedom, her shop... Alice thought about it slowly as she drank. The one to blame was the one who turned her, and while Alice was a passive person she was no saint. She wanted vengeance for the wrong that monster had done to her. Needles, and horrid clothing was the least she could do. Gasping as she released the blood bag and balled it up tightly. Wedging it down in the trash bin as the woman had dictated, she looked back at her savior.

"I- What was your name?" Her voice was soft and apologetic as she blushed at her own lack of manners. Normally she would have had her manners first and foremost, but she just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. "I'm sorry, my manners. I should have remembered them." She whispered, wiping the spare blood from the corner of her mouth and licking it from her finger before giving her finger a horrified look and brushing it off on the hospital gown. "I=I think I'll take that shower." She whispered, rubbing her arms at what she had down. Not waiting for an answer Alice fled into the afore mentioned bathroom. Once in there it was several minutes before Alice turned on the shower. She had been so focused on getting back to her shop. Now it wasn't an option. Revenge was out of her reach. It also didn't help that she was unable to do anything. Her idle mind and hands left her with imagination that stretched to cover her real life and that scared her. It showed her, her shop closed and everything she worked for destroyed. It showed her hunted and never picking up the needle again. It showed her dead at the hands of doctors, police, Liam and those cloaked men. Her tears came along with her fear. This is why she threw herself in her work. It helped to ease the pain of her family's scorn and it was her passion. Her life. Now she had no access to it and the world looked completely alien. It was a good while later when she finally shut it off, stepping out of the restroom with a look of utter defeat. Her black hair lank and lifeless as she felt. Standing and looking around absently, Alice chewed her lip in uncertainty of what to do.