Vampiress, witch and the deranged- Part 3

There was at least more than an hour before they would reach the mansion therefore Isaiah decided to make the journey back less boring by closing his eyes and deciding to sleep. His own hands were bloody because of attacking the deranged vampire but he had used his slacks to wipe his bloody hands. 

Unable to fall asleep, for God knows how long it had been he snapped his eyes open. His eyes moving around the carriage to look at it. 

"How long until we reach the mansion?" he asked her. 

"Less than an hour," Sylvia picked the pocket watch from her dress, flipping it open to see and tell, "It is past twelve right now."

That was a lot of time, thought Isaiah to himself. 

"You can try to sleep until we reach the mansion," she said, already knowing he had tried to sleep as his eyes had been closed previously before opening them back again. Seeing him not sleep she asked, "How did you cope when you were turning to a black witch?"