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. 426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡme8OLsNkrT
Her grey hat was tilted on her head.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGvPvLeJO3A
Her bodice was tight; her boots were on the cobbled road. 426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVVzC9GnMvc
Nearby she saw figures moving towards her.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvcgp4shX5Q
Vampires.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡul7AIvayG4
She screamed in fright, and one of them bit her neck.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbnCbgbTeT0
She died knowing that she was now one of the Undead.426Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMVuXE8gCFK
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