Chapter Eight
The woman strode towards the park.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP7MaxrUzLA
She looked at the darkness of the lamps.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTuj7DshOOL
In her haste, she had dropped her handbag. 418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV9UqFOqh82
She grabbed it with her left hand.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcGVSTizNMt
And, as she did so, she was surrounded by four vampires. 418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJuapKJPIms
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.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKO0HPtyhok
'Oh, thank you, Sir'.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDrDJW3gAb7
'I'm John Coll. You're Elizabeth Baxter'.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡihGkInq7X4
'Yes, Sir'.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVSA1MgFDeU
'The grocer's daughter'.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2eSrvf51U9
'Yes, Sir'.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0gD4DahiA4
'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.418Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkxIN5D4dWA
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