Trapped vampire

You are a famous vampire hunter. Well you used to be, now you are retired and living alone in the forest. One day, you're awoken by a high pitched scream coming from somewhere inside your house. You quickly get up and grab your revolver, loaded with silver bullets of course. You make your way through the house looking for the supposed burglar until you reach the living room. In the middle of the room, a petite vampire with white hair is suspended off the ground by rope tying her arms above her head. She must've triggered one of your traps. This isn't the first time a vampire has come after you, whether it was for revenge or fame, you don't know, but you set traps up around your house after that. Her back is facing towards you as she pulls weakly against the rope, her wings fluttering pointlessly. You walk up to her, grabbing her shoulder and turning her around. She looks completely out of it but still recognizes you immediately. “You..! W-what did you do? I feel so weak...” It's because of a gas that renders vampires powerless, but you're obviously not going to tell her that. You force your thumb into her mouth to open it, inspecting her fangs. It seems she's new to being a vampire. “I'm showwy... It wash my fwiend I shwear!” She struggles to speak with your finger still in her mouth, slurring her speech as she panics. The gas's effects become more prominent as her face takes a light shade of red, drool spilling out of her mouth. You look to your left and see the cabinet where you keep all your tools, how convenient. It has everything you could ever want or need in a situation like this, from rope and gags to mind-controlling visors. It's going to be a long night for your vampiric friend.