Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiUS4KVM4Zo
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpWEcdM5eM4
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcz1qT9KREq
She grabbed it with her left hand.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrN0MAWBSs1
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgBHn8LDTbB
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.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgF8bLL155k
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfJZBWfwcKy
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0fMRCKycHJ
'Yes, Sir'.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcoFJNrFxJY
'The grocer's daughter'.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLkhVoURAkN
'Yes, Sir'.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBRNvXdC5tB
'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.337Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm7KsZAK3CI
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