About the book: year / Basement, dark and cold. Flashing light. I, in dirty, torn clothes, rush around this basement like an animal. One single door and it's closed. A child’s cry is heard outside: “Alice, where are you?!” I throw myself at the door and fall into the pool of blood behind it. With a wild cry, I jump up and run along the stone, gray corridor, illuminated by the fire of wall torches. Bars, cages, fangs, hungry bloody eyes. Vampires, hundreds of trapped, exhausted vampires. Through the bars they grab my arms and pull me back. Let me go! I have to run! "Alice, help me!" Again the child’s voice calls me from somewhere around the corner. Gathering all my strength, I escape from the clutches of hungry monsters and run around the corner…