How did you know?
I knew this girl. Vicki. She was attacked by an animal; a bite to the neck. She started acting crazy, weird, and it seemed like drugs, but then you showed me those articles. And then I saw your face and how it changed the night in the cemetery when I kissed you.
You know you can't tell anyone, right?
Who would believe me?
You'd be surprised.
Why didn't you kill me?
I don't know. Maybe I'm a sucker for guys like you.
Like what?
Lost. Why would you confront me about it? Why would you risk it?
Because if it was true, maybe it's true about Vicki. And also because I want you to turn me.