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. 483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡybVpBt6Hca
Her grey hat was tilted on her head.483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdC4WkMyUtQ
Her bodice was tight; her boots were on the cobbled road. 483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJyZ4qt35tP
Nearby she saw figures moving towards her.483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNaqTBtn8JQ
Vampires.483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY7IDoJpyxX
She screamed in fright, and one of them bit her neck.483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcndBlGwyAP
She died knowing that she was now one of the Undead.483Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwJF3zry4uO
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