Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn8SXMTiwty
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡczd1FVYab6
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1DihrotyLn
She grabbed it with her left hand.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9R9bvkI2kO
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXmo8KfXWbK
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.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcBgD8NvY7V
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsQGjkPruoe
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDChWiz1JaX
'Yes, Sir'.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ17hhxsiDCy
'The grocer's daughter'.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5gvSnrz71R
'Yes, Sir'.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtYGSuAAbfa
'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.373Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq1pxmLTdhM
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