Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡITi9dmxPZy
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvZNnYAmoMT
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVaJZear7H3
She grabbed it with her left hand.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd31swtVvhK
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ75TxFvDiN7
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.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfvLpb2o3kL
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx3xOHA84PJ
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG5JmcmnQvB
'Yes, Sir'.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdRSZWMexX4
'The grocer's daughter'.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe4zLUHxHz0
'Yes, Sir'.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIBdhavHN40
'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.462Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRXwykudJPZ
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