Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.276Please respect copyright.PENANAdhDCqVEDfi
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.276Please respect copyright.PENANAjbuSdLIgPA
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 276Please respect copyright.PENANAsVbZ37d2O2
She grabbed it with her left hand.276Please respect copyright.PENANAmQMaq1akmW
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 276Please respect copyright.PENANAjQYgslXUP7
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.276Please respect copyright.PENANAezvqoRj37g
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.276Please respect copyright.PENANANl96U4EY6g
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.276Please respect copyright.PENANAz9MIuBEx95
'Yes, Sir'.276Please respect copyright.PENANA4EEXUNQl5O
'The grocer's daughter'.276Please respect copyright.PENANAvEnjnSggQt
'Yes, Sir'.276Please respect copyright.PENANAxmQtA21GRE
'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.276Please respect copyright.PENANAT6bQo24ccT
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