Chapter Ten
Lascaux often dreamed of the ones who made him a vampire, in the time before vampires existed.
In his sleep he saw them, the group of men and women who had formed a cult around Isis and Osiris, their ultimate goal, to attain eternal life. To do so, they interpreted the fertility myths and rites of these deities to their own ends.
Even in the gray half-consciousness of slumber, Lascaux could feel the cold stone slab under his back where the two strongest men strapped him down. The promise of power and immortality lured him into their cave where the cult worshiped, but when the torchlight gleamed off the enormous, ragged knife blade the leader wielded, he struggled to free himself, only to be pinned down under a mountain of brawn and sinew.
The slice of the blade across hi
