“And then I was attacked. It might have been anyone—and my invitation was open to sailors, thieves, maniacs, anyone. But it was a vampire. He caught me just a few steps from my door one night and left me for dead, or so I thought.”
“You mean…he sucked your blood?” the boy asked.”
“Yes,” the vampire laughed. “He sucked my blood. That is the way it’s done.”
“But you lived,” said the young man. “You said he left you for dead.”
“Well, he drained me almost to the point of death, which was for him sufficient. I was put to bed as soon as I was found, confused and really unaware of what had happened to me. I suppose I thought that drink had finally caused a stroke. I expected to die now and had no interest in eating or drinking or talking to the doctor. My mother sent for the priest. I was feverish by then and I told the priest everything, all about my brother’s visions and what I had done.”

Interview with The Vampire Part 1