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*EK's Dream*
  The Embassy's judgment chambers were empty but so were all the halls and the offices. I took the elevator up to the club in hopes of finding someone else to figure out what was going on.
  As I exited I was greeted by the intense scent of burning flesh and a screen of thick, black smoke. I ran into the open room to find five piles of dead bodies beginning to burn from the bottom up. I didn't know any of the faces except those of the five corpses propped up with wooden stakes through their skulls. It was my boys, all of them, dead before my eyes. Each boy wore battle armor in their personal color with the silver deathbat emblazoned on the chest and right shoulder.
  My stomach wretched as I viewed the massacre and as I doubled over I saw myself. I was covered in blood, my hands dripping dark red and my face splattered. Thinking it was all a like I looked down and to my horror it was all real. I looked back into the mirror and really looked at myself. I knew none of this was my blood for I had no wounds; had I killed all of these people? But I would never hurt my boys, I loved them all.
  I dared another look into the mirror and saw my face. A permanent snarl marred my beautiful, vampiric face; my black eyes narrowed to slits with no silver to them, the silver rings were now a crimson red as was my pupils.
  "What the fuck?" I watched the stranger in the mirror mouth just as I did.
  Then I caught a glimpse of my fangs; they were even longer than usual and as my hand moved to touch them I gasped in horror at the mangled claws that had become of my hands. I was a monster!

Description
*EK's Dream*
  The Embassy's judgment chambers were empty but so were all the halls and the offices. I took the elevator up to the club in hopes of finding someone else to figure out what was going on.
  As I exited I was greeted by the intense scent of burning flesh and a screen of thick, black smoke. I ran into the open room to find five piles of dead bodies beginning to burn from the bottom up. I didn't know any of the faces except those of the five corpses propped up with wooden stakes through their skulls. It was my boys, all of them, dead before my eyes. Each boy wore battle armor in their personal color with the silver deathbat emblazoned on the chest and right shoulder.
  My stomach wretched as I viewed the massacre and as I doubled over I saw myself. I was covered in blood, my hands dripping dark red and my face splattered. Thinking it was all a like I looked down and to my horror it was all real. I looked back into the mirror and really looked at myself. I knew none of this was my blood for I had no wounds; had I killed all of these people? But I would never hurt my boys, I loved them all.
  I dared another look into the mirror and saw my face. A permanent snarl marred my beautiful, vampiric face; my black eyes narrowed to slits with no silver to them, the silver rings were now a crimson red as was my pupils.
  "What the fuck?" I watched the stranger in the mirror mouth just as I did.
  Then I caught a glimpse of my fangs; they were even longer than usual and as my hand moved to touch them I gasped in horror at the mangled claws that had become of my hands. I was a monster!