It felt like someone was tickling my spine. They were… A
long bony pale finger ran along my spine. I turned round scared stiff and came
to face a vampire. He had blood stained teeth and his skin was snow white. He
was wearing old Victorian clothes like the smart people of London used to wear.
Then out of nowhere came a score more of the cold blooded creatures came out
from the gloomy corners of the dungeon.
They all hissed “I want your blood!”
Oh no there was no way I could survive now…
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