A tryptich.
In his first vision of her, she was surrounded by vampires, with nothing but a scowl to help her. Doyle tried in vain to place her, to rush to her aid, and gave up with the gut-twisting certainty that his helplessness would drown him faster than alcohol.
The second time, he was shocked to see her alive, dancing in an older man’s arms. Then the vision shifted to show her fighting that man (that monster), spurring him into drinking her blood.
After the third time (she’s strolling down the Walk of Fame), he rushed to the Oracles. “Who is she?”
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The second time, he was shocked to see her alive, dancing in an older man’s arms. Then the vision shifted to show her fighting that man (that monster), spurring him into drinking her blood.
After the third time (she’s strolling down the Walk of Fame), he rushed to the Oracles. “Who is she?”
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Two more HERE.
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