The next day, Tenzin returned to the same place to meet Anwesha.
They sat together under the large tree in the middle of the tea garden. Anwesha brought a drawing notebook and some paints with her.
She handed them to Tenzin and patiently began teaching him how to draw.
At first, Tenzin struggled to hold the brush properly, but Anwesha laughed and showed him again.
Day by day, their friendship grew stronger.
One day, while they were sitting under the large tree, Tenzin asked,
"Do you go to painting classes?"
Anwesha shook her head.
"No," she said softly. "My grandmother taught me how to paint."
Tenzin looked curious.
"She was a painter," Anwesha continued. "She used to make very beautiful paintings."
For a moment, her eyes became distant, as if she were remembering something.
"When I was little, I used to live with her," she said quietly. "But then she became very sick… and she died."
She paused before continuing.
"After that, my mom and dad brought me here."
Tenzin stayed silent, listening to her.
The wind moved gently through the tea gardens as they sat together under the tree.
Every afternoon, they met at the same place and spent hours drawing the beautiful scenery around them.
For the first time in his life, Tenzin felt happy to have a friend.
Every night, Tsering sat quietly in the living room watching the news.
Recently, the news had been repeating the same disturbing story.
Many people in Arunachal Pradesh had become too afraid to go outside at night.
Not long ago, the state had been known as a place of beauty. Tourists from many places used to visit Arunachal Pradesh to enjoy its mountains, forests, and peaceful landscapes.
But now things had changed.
People were beginning to call it a place of danger.
Travelers were thinking twice before planning their trips there.
According to the reports, many people had mysteriously disappeared during the night.
The police were trying their best to find the person responsible.
But so far…
they had no clues at all.
While Tsering was watching the news, he suddenly heard soft footsteps behind him.
It sounded like someone was quietly entering the room.
Before the person could come any closer, Tsering moved instantly.
He turned around, grabbed the stranger by the neck, and slammed them against the wall, lifting them slightly off the ground.
"Who are you?" he demanded coldly.
The person was wearing a long jacket, and their face was hidden beneath a hood.
Struggling to breathe, the stranger quickly reached into their pocket.
Tsering tightened his grip, ready to attack.
But the person pulled out something small and held it up.
A locket.
Tsering froze.
He slowly took the locket from the stranger's hand.
The moment he saw it, his eyes widened in shock.
His grip loosened, and the stranger dropped to the floor.
Tsering stared at the locket in disbelief.
His voice trembled as he whispered,
"…Mother."
"I am the daughter of the messenger," the stranger said slowly. "The same messenger who was killed for saving your lives."
Tsering froze.
"She killed your mother too," she continued quietly. "After your mother was burned, I found this locket among her ashes."
Tsering's eyes filled with tears.
"No… this isn't true," he whispered.
He held the locket tightly.
"I will kill her," he said with anger in his voice. "I will kill Rinchin for killing my mother."
The girl shook her head.
"It isn't that easy."
Tsering looked at her.
"She is hunting humans and drinking their blood," the girl continued. "I have seen it with my own eyes."
After your mother died, I kept the locket and began to suspect her. My father had once told me about the missing people in the human villages, so I went there to find the truth.
There, I saw a drunk man in the village shouting and trying to gather people.
He was begging them to help him kill a vampire.
He kept shouting that he had seen a vampire girl with white hair.
He said she had gone into the forest and that they had to enter the forest and kill her before she killed more people.
But no one believed him.
Some people laughed at him.
Others said,
"Even if the vampire doesn't kill us, the wild animals and the cold will."
Finally, the man shouted angrily,
"If none of you will come with me, then I will go alone!"
And he walked into the forest by himself.
"I secretly followed him," the girl continued.
He walked deeper into the forest, shouting into the darkness.
"Where are you?! Come out! I will kill you!"
Then suddenly…
I saw Rinchin standing behind him.
She had a cruel smile on her face.
The man slowly turned around and saw her.
Fear filled his eyes.
"Are you looking for me?" Rinchin said calmly.
The man tried to stab her with a knife.
But he failed.
Rinchin grabbed him, sank her fangs into his neck, and drank his blood.
When she finished, she threw his lifeless body into the river.
The girl looked back at Tsering.
"She has also done some kind of dark magic on King Lobsang," she said.
"Now she rules both the Vampire Kingdom and the Wolf Kingdom."
Her voice grew serious.
"And soon… she wants to rule the human world as well."
She stepped closer to Tsering.
"We have to stop her."
The girl reached into her bag and handed a book to Tsering.
"Here," she said. "I brought this from the Vampire Library."
Tsering looked at the old book in surprise.
"In this book," she continued, "there are records about vampires who drink human blood—the powers they gain… and how they can be defeated."
She stepped back toward the door.
"I have to leave now."
Without saying anything more, she turned and disappeared into the darkness outside.
Tsering stood there for a long moment, staring at the book in his hands.
Slowly, he walked into his room and placed it safely inside.
By the time the sun rose, morning had arrived.
Tsering was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
A few minutes later, Tenzin came out of his room.
The two brothers sat together and quietly ate their breakfast.
After they finished eating, Tsering stood up and walked outside.
"Tenzin," he said seriously, "come with me."
They went out into the open space near the house.
There, Tsering began training Tenzin—teaching him how to control his strength, how to use his powers, and how to fight.
Tenzin did not understand why his brother had suddenly become so serious.
But he could feel something had changed.
Something dangerous was coming.