Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZQ4ocSSetS
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqCiEvTONTE
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡACGmYe3lKS
She grabbed it with her left hand.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnxsTVhKAGc
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ92kRImzHFl
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.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5bxnLxNMVH
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr78aUTyM3A
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYvYFLjSEM3
'Yes, Sir'.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHRFGPXDb0H
'The grocer's daughter'.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtODj8pVVrz
'Yes, Sir'.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbYwVKZREnK
'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.440Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq7GaQ2r6h0
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