Chapter Twenty-Seven
Shadows roamed about the grey city of New York. Chimneys blew smoke from the factories; smoke caused everyone who worked there to back away. The darkness filled with darkness, separating them from the houses. Margaret Roamer lifted the stone, and flicked it onto the dirty road. 493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWIcHcbdMkS
Her grey hat was tilted on her head.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRxEET5ARwi
Her bodice was tight; her boots were on the cobbled road. 493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Iu0HUuejM
Nearby she saw figures moving towards her.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiz8TLxMoXA
Vampires.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLCv6PYWita
She screamed in fright, and one of them bit her neck.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJOCPQRJHZx
She died knowing that she was now one of the Undead.493Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6DeTH0itrk
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