Megan couldn't help but fall over when the vampire guard flung her into the room and shut the door. She picked herself up and shot a dirty look at the closed door and the vampire behind it. When she turned around she found she was the focus of two pairs of human eyes.

"Who are you?" asked one of the two women in the room. She was tall, and a little stout, with graying hair and a severe face. Her companion was shorter, though still taller than the diminutive Megan, and younger.

"I'm Megan," she said as she brushed herself off.

"Pardon me for asking, but you seem awfully calm for somebody who was just taken prisoner by vampires," said the first woman, a little suspiciously.

Megan grinned at her. "That's because I know something the vampires don't know."