Julia's History
Julia was an ordinary student of the city university. She did not want to become a model or a singer, all she wanted was to be in balance with nature and herself.
That night, a fussy doggy named "Hippie" took her outside to cope with her need - he had been waiting for her from studying all day. They walked through the park and enjoyed the cool evening of August, when a female silhouette appeared in front of them. When their paths were level, she spoke.
-Hey cutie, could you tell me how to get to the station?
-Sure, - Julia's voice was cheerful, as always - you just need to walk two blocks from the park exit and turn left.
-What a lovely doggy do you have, can I pet it?
-Sure, Hippie loves to be scratched behind his ear.
The woman reached out to the dog, but despite its size, he barked and bristled.
-It's ok! Apparently, he is not in the mood. -Yes, it happens. Well, good luck.
After a couple of minutes, the female silhouette hid behind the yellow trees and bushes, and Julia was giving a lecture to a Hippie for his behavior. The dog did not pay attention to his owner, only looked carefully at the side where the lost woman had gone.
-Okay, let's go home.
Not reaching the house a couple of hundred meters, Julia felt the blow and the following squeal of a Hippie.
When she woke up, she found herself in a dark, cold room, from the corner of which a dog's whining could be heard. On her neck, she felt baked blood and two wounds.
-Where am I? Hippie, are you there?
The whining only increased, but Julia was too weak to get up and go to the source.
She lost track of time, there was a lot of thoughts in her head: "Have I been kidnapped? Where is Hippie? If the dog in the corner is a Hippie, why is he not coming? Who could do it?". About 24 hours later, from the corner she could hear the clutches of his claws and the dog came to his owner himself.
-Hip-pie. - Julia's voice was intermittent, her throat dried up and she could not speak normally.
Hippie stood right in front of her, he was scared, but not by what happened to them. It was what happened to the owner. Julia was pale, her eyes were bloody red, and her mouth was already open, with sharp fangs.
-Hippie...
The doggie came up to the owner and started licking her face, just as he had done in the morning. His tail began to wag, and his ears got perked up, as always, in a good mood.
-Forgive me...
The dog was glad how the owner reacted to him and, with even more effort, began to wake her up, he knew that she would get up and immediately play with him, as always, but instead, Julia raised her heavy hands, grabbed Hippie and, with tears in her eyes, stabbed her fangs into his neck.
A few hours later, she got out of an abandoned building where she was imprisoned with her already ex-dog and wandered down the street, covered in blood until she was stopped by a woman in a black suit and long black hair.
-Another one. The number of random converts this month has increased dramatically. Come, I will take you to the academy.