Now there was another dead body on that table. The meeting room gradually started to resemble a battlefield after the battle. I could see the red sky through the crashed windows, which only made the scene appear more ominous. The vampire was killed on the table with pencils, which worked as well as stakes for that purpose, and the one holding the pencils gave us a quick glance. Then his appearance slowly began to fade away, it seemed. But it was actually his human form changing into something else, into something much smaller. He changed into a fox. The small, furry animal then jumped down from the table, thus standing right before me.