It's not clear whether I will be continuing this journal in the future. With my first feeding in over a century having gone severely out of hand, and my subsequent psychic indigestion drawing the attention of Del, I was pressed for answers. Now I am in the unenviable position of having to explain my history and most likely that of my family to the entirety of my new group of associates. This could end very badly for me, depending on how understanding they are willing to be when they find out they've been working with a psychophage. Hence, why this may be my last entry, as if things go poorly, it may be a bit before I have the time or inclination to write again. On the off chance that this journal ends up in someone else's hands after this encounter, I wish whoever is reading this well. Whatever you've heard, whatever you think, you don't want to be a vampire.