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The theatre troupe was doing so well that the owner was seriously considering renovating the theatre, to try and take the next step up to a high class theatre. Personally I had my doubts about how successful that would be, but I kept them to myself. Between late nights with my friends, and the times spent at the theatre, I had little time to pursue my own hobbies, let alone worry about other people's problems. After all I had problems of my own. For one thing, it was becoming harder and harder to come up with a decent argument why I shouldn't let Vlad and Edward turn me.
Edward pointed out, that if it was done right, no one would even have to know that I was dead. He had needed to die, to escape his life, but all I needed to escape was my illness.
I could retain my life, and be free from pain; in a few years time I would even be able to walk in daylight again. There was no reason for me not to take that step, and many reasons why I should.