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I gripped the steering wheel of my car until the skin stretched over my knuckles and turned it white in color. The letters on the e-mail clung to my memory, refusing to let me forget.

We’re coming for you.

It felt like some cheesy horror movie that I couldn’t escape. It was most likely some guys from my school trying to scare me. Though some part of me, a part too deep to touch yet close enough to hear, was telling me to get out of here. That something bad was about to happen.

And then it hit me; no, not in the epiphany sort of way, but in the physical sense. I had slammed on my breaks, not seeing the stop sign, and my breaks completely stopped working, I skidded across the dark, dimly lit road and into on coming traffic; bad idea to pull the emergency break. The last thing I remember was thinking, please god, I need to stay alive. I need to tell Eric the vampires are back. Please, oh, please! Is cancer not enough? Why? Please.

Then, everything was black.

Exerpt from Chapter 18 of 'Moonlit Lily' by Kimberly Wagner