Where once there would have been up to eighteen hundred people sitting around the central raised dais, now thirty vampires sat at various points, many muttering in small groups to nearby neighbours. Each of the vampires in attendance wore formal attire. This consisted of a black hooded top, with body armour underneath, it was a look which did nothing but make them appear even more sinister than usual. Most sat with the hood of their formal cloak pulled up over their head. All wore the glinting leather and steel body armour beneath their long black cloaks, something they always did when gathering on mass; such was the general lack of trust between them. In the front row the half dozen humans that made up the human support league, including the Mayor, slouched in obvious discomfort, seemingly trying to disappear into their seats. In front of them the podium with the UN emblem still emblazoned above. Behind them the air was already beginning to fill with the sound of voices, rising like angry deep lunged wasps, magnified oddly by the large domed roof and vast empty space.
