"El, please tell me," Olivia said stepping in front of him.
"Don't come closer, Olivia," Elliot said standing in the darkness.
"Something has happened to you. Why were you drinking the blood in the blood bank today? Why are you whiter than a sheet? Why can't you stand in the light?"
"I don't know!" He growled turning away from her.
"Elliot, something happened. Please tell me."
"Olivia, I don't remember much."
She nodded and continued to look at him.
"It was dark. I was walking back to the apartment last night and then I went down like a ton of lead. The next thing I knew, I was biting into the flesh of a stray dog trying to find my strength this morning. I snuck into my place from the fire escape and I was devastated by my appearance. Im dead inside, Liv. I can't... I don't... Im so confused and lost!"
"Do you know who could have attacked you?" she whispered.
"If I knew that, I wouldn't be confused now would I?" he asked sarcastically.
She swallowed, slowly taking in his new level of anger.
"I want to find who did this to me," Elliot said finally meeting her gaze.
"Elliot, I will find whoever did this to you. I promise you."
"What are you going to tell Don?"
"Im going to say you are ill. Until you can cope with this new... identity, you need time."
She turned and met his eyes. "Yes?"
"Please just call me when you need me. I can get blood to you, but I need you to be open with me. No more secrets. No more anger. Is that understood?"
He saw the truth in her eyes and rubbed her hand. He nodded and released her. "Be careful out there, okay?"
She nodded and made her way out the door.
When Olivia went to the car, she found she had two voicemails from the captain to go to the M.E.'s office to investigate the case. She arrived and was startled to see three male corpses with puncture wounds to their necks. "Melinda?" she called out as she tried to get her thoughts of Elliot out of her mind.
"Hey Olivia. I wanted to give you the latest information on your bodies."
"What do you have for me?"
"It seems that all of these males have been bled out."
"Through two punctures against the neck. But according to police reports, there wasn't any blood at the crime scenes."
"Why is this Special Victims?" Olivia asked.
"Apparently, one of these men was gay and the officer's filing the reports first viewed this as a hate crime."
She nodded and said, "Is there anything I need to know?"
"Yes, whoever did this was a cannibal."
"I found saliva by the puncture wounds."
"What is the time sequence between these people's deaths?"
"Twenty-four hours. Each killing happens at the wake of midnight."
"So, you are telling me that we have six hours to find this guy?"
Melinda nodded and replied, "Good luck, detective."
When Melinda moved to the other room for other bodies, Olivia spotted the area of cool packs of blood. She gathered a half a dozen in her purse and left the examination area praying no one would stop and search her.
As Elliot rested in the darkness of his apartment, a horrific image filtered into his mind.
Olivia was running down an alley. There was no end until cold ice eyes halted her. She turned to move away from the creature when the monstrosity grabbed her suddenly. She screamed for him, being Elliot, as Elliot remained caged to watch her destruction. The creature looked at Elliot's direction, smirked, and fed off his love. Olivia's eyes dilated as she screamed her last mortal scream... "LIV!" Elliot screamed haunted with a cool sweat upon his lifeless shell to call his existence. He knew his existence would eventually hurt his love. It was his responsibility, not hers, to find the monster who created and destroy him before he could hurt anyone else.
The voice called to Elliot. It was so familiar. It haunted him.
"You know who I am. I created you. Im in your thoughts. Come to me tonight. We have much to discuss... and if you want Olivia safe... You will come to me willingly."