Mary-Allison Flagstone

Seven. There are seven vampires staring us down, blocking the way for any chance at escape. One holds himself differently from the others. He wears a black suit with a red tie—An air of superiority about him. It’s the way he stands straight, planted like a tree from where the six others mock us with devilish grins. Christopher hasn’t taken his eyes off the well-dressed man since he noticed him.

“Well, here we are, Christopher. It’s time to end ...