Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ne6gphGLu
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz3OnZOl87d
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvAGdOiybSi
She grabbed it with her left hand.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKiYf4huIvd
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡActsD2BRLC
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.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXtbxj3HJqV
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpRHsvCFgqE
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSEP0ntpwl4
'Yes, Sir'.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkLlxUd4yso
'The grocer's daughter'.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaOD4b4miSB
'Yes, Sir'.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzfVprsdfWq
'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.439Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTZyaSveV8f
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