Victor looked like he was about to faint.
'What the hell is this?! Is everything connected?!'
His head started working like an old diesel engine trying to start in winter: lots of noise, lots of smoke… and zero progress.
You could literally imagine gears grinding inside his head.
The three women looked at him.
One… Two… Three…
They exchanged glances.
And sighed at the same time, as if this were already a recurring problem.
Carmilla was the first to move.
She walked over to Victor and placed her hand on his shoulder with some concern.
"My love… are you alright?" she said, tilting her head slightly at his completely bewildered expression.
"H-how…?" Victor managed to stammer, vaguely pointing between them like someone trying to solve an impossible family diagram.
Carmilla smiled as if she were explaining something extremely simple.
"I became a vampire first," she said, casually pointing to herself.
"Then I turned her," she indicated to Chysis.
