A/N : Just a short one. It gets quite exciting from next chapter on, hopefully.
Dr. Hoffman turned in her chair and found herself face to face with Barnabas.
"What are you doing here?"
"I think you know the reason for that, Julia."
"Oh, so it's Julia now, is it? Why don't you just enlighten me on that fact?"
"I found you transferring my blood into your system, so I disposed of you."
"Yes, in a lake, if I'm not mistaken."
"Yes. Yet you stand here before me as if that had never occured. Why could that be, I wonder, Julia?"
"I don't what you think that you're implying, Barnabas Collins, but I have to say that I don't like what you're insuating, now would you please leave before I say or do something I'll regret?"
"You know that I am correct in my beliefs, Julia. I think that you know what is going to happen."
"I don't have time for this." she cried, walking out into the corridor, while Barnabas chased after her, avoiding the shafts of light crossing the floor as the sun began to rise. She reached the top of the staircase when a shaft of light hit her on the back of the legs.
"Argh!" she screamed, backing away from the light, into Barnabas' arms, though she vacated that position quickly when she remembered that it was he who had done this to her.
"What's happening to me?" she gasped, her calves still burning in pain.
"I believe you are transforming, my dear."
"Into a vampire."
These words were too much for Julia and, as she lept out of the way of another shaft of light, before Barnabas could stop her, she went tumbling down the carpeted steps and landed with a dull thump on the stone floor, where she lay unmoving.