I want to scream as one vampire starts burning my skin with fire for some random reason. My skin is withering and crisping up. I am not a pig! I want to scream. I want to fight back. They're cooking me alive. I hope they don't eat me.

"We are trying to awaken it." Dracula says.

Oh great, thanks for clearing that up. But does it really have to be through my suffering. I don't like being burned alive! I let out something. A cry. Am I getting my voice back? It lasted only a mere moment. But... I can't believe it. 

"It's awakening." Dracula smiles.

I feel eyes open on my neck. It starts glowing. I bite my lip. 

"Yes, it's been awakened." Dracula smiles.

Someone brings a book. I turn. What now could possibly be happening? I spit out a mouthful of blood. Scarlet... where are you? I grip my hands. I have to get out of here. I died once. I don't want to die again. One Vampire puts the flaming stick near my face. The thing bursts into shadows.

"Asiraoth Malakithese Oloniara Balothiria." Dracula reads.

The thing's shadows shoot up. Like a beam in the sky. Pain flashes inside my body. It feels like my inners are being twisted and burned alive. I open my mouth and I scream. I scream. I can hear it. My voice is coming back and if my voice comes out maybe my powers are returning as well.