I didn't care about time at that point. I was distraught about life. Decades passed, I know that much. Decades where my mind would drift between life and death. The blood from my tears long since dried up and my body barely clinging to life there deep in the earth.

And there would be Claudia in my moments of clarity. Beautiful and sweet sometimes. She would stroke my hair and pet my face. Other times it was like her eyes would glow and I would be powerless as those hands would stab into my body. As they would find every piece within me as if she was just curious to know how it all felt. For the longest time I truly believed it was no more than delusion.

[A finger roams over his lips as he becomes lost in thought, the lighting of the room making the glass like quality of his nails become more apparent.]

I'm not so certain it was anymore. Years later and I think she was punishing me for finding the will to live. There are times I can still see her. Even here in this place.

[Lestat hums softly.]

I don't often talk about this haunting. But I suppose I am in the mood for it tonight. To dwell on the twisted and cruel nature of it with you. After all, I know I deserve it for what I did to her.

[He doesn't often admit that he deserves punishment but in some quiet moments like this one he finds himself more open to admitting his faults.]