Epimetheus' Box

Preface
I am the vampire Pandora. Throughout the 20th and 21st centuries, however, I had went by the name Dora Eames. It has been such a great amount of time since I had went by my original name, and even with my enhanced memory, I cannot recall my patronymic name.

In this work of literature, I will relay to you my life as best as I can remember it. I understand that this book will stir up controversy as soon as it is published, if it is to be published at all. It would be greatly appreciated, that is any mortal to find this story, that they spread the word immediately. I was never a professional author, but this is not the only reason that my tale is in danger of failing to reach the public. There was a brief era where I was perhaps the most feared supernatural being to haunt ancient Europe. Ever since my broodthirsty killing sprees throughout Greece, soon after becoming immortal, I had gained a horrible reputation amongst others of my kind. I am hunted down to this day by the elder family, who sincerely regret my creation due to all of the trouble that I have caused. I will get to them later, however. I understand that in the publication of this tale, that I am likely to spark the long-predicted war that would inevitably reveal the knowledge of vampires to humanity. I am likely to martyr myself as the first victim of this war, because in publishing this book, I will be affirming the suspicions of my enemies that I am still living. I only pray that this will not affect you humans too much. I feel that you deserve the truth. If you are a human reading this book, and things really haven't turned out in your best interests, there is not much that I can do. I guess that I always was rather naive.

Chapter one
It was a cold night, when