Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHtlvUzkcr9
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW2OygZbyjM
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoU6E2hUFle
She grabbed it with her left hand.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Qw4X3p42K
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5gOhn8LtBL
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.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9tBEmmO22i
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqAQC2c5mSM
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR1dZvCk01F
'Yes, Sir'.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnBJh2fs5xF
'The grocer's daughter'.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoXttvocUNG
'Yes, Sir'.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbMiHd3TDCd
'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.468Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUDIGPlQUb5
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