Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.266Please respect copyright.PENANA3SLzLjzV6V
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.266Please respect copyright.PENANAgKSCei8m0u
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 266Please respect copyright.PENANAz2sdWWYhEk
She grabbed it with her left hand.266Please respect copyright.PENANA4KEFmZzu2P
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 266Please respect copyright.PENANAUMdHbrNHxt
Before she screamed, she saw a man holding Holy Water in a vial. They backed away as he drenched their faces; they yelled until he waited for them to flee towards the eerie cemetery.266Please respect copyright.PENANA8PaRmgS5wl
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.266Please respect copyright.PENANAsJBQ7p0w0w
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.266Please respect copyright.PENANAi3QJ2bSg6A
'Yes, Sir'.266Please respect copyright.PENANAkEeFMo2pCE
'The grocer's daughter'.266Please respect copyright.PENANAaCGhsQomsE
'Yes, Sir'.266Please respect copyright.PENANAQyC6XcTqc3
'Let's go to your house. The city of New York is dangerous for a young girl like you to be walking alone at night time. Your parents would be worried'. John walked to her house, as the lamp illuminated the foggy mists that swept across the old, wrought-iron gates, that was drenched in fresh blood.266Please respect copyright.PENANALwyFNaXRPp
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