“I’m sorry for your loss, but… I have to ask you
this here and now. Do you wish to keep your daughter
alive – as a vampire?”
“What?!” the mother said.
I looked at the father. He retracted a few steps and
lowered his eyes to the gray carpet, refusing to meet my
gaze.
“Mr. Holstadtler?”
He said nothing. He could only shake his head, so
minutely that I barely saw it in the dim light.
“Very well.”
“What? David,” the mother cried. She turned to
her husband and then to me. “Wait!”
I turned to the girl, met her eye, and sunk my nails
into the flesh of her neck.
I’m sorry, Sara, but this is for the best.
Please!
release.
Please, I don’t want to die. Save me. You have to save me.
There’s no saving the damned, child. Death is the only
NO! Don’t let me di–
With one swift yank, the side of the girl’s neck was
wrenched from her body. The newly turned vampire girl’s
pleas weakened as her mother’s wails became louder.
Numb to it all, I returned to my bag, wiped the
blood from my hand on a terry cloth towel, and then took
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