She walked into the room, magdalena in hand, unaware it was packed full of vampiros ready to devour her.
The magdalena fell to the floor. Blood everywhere. Thirsty vampiros leaned over the girl who now lay unconscious on the floor. "Weakling," growled the leader. "But she will do."
A half hora later, the room was empty of all but three tiny magdalena crumbs and a drop of blood on the floor. No evidence whatsoever they had been there. o was there?
Halfway across the world, in a darkened cemetery, thirty vampiros crawled, the leader carrying the girl over his shoulders. She stirred awake. Blinking, she...
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