I stood under the rain in the dark alley behind Fangtasia. Everything that had taken placed that particular night was demanding my complete attention. Each memory seemed to be running through my mind one behind each other, like jigsaws falling in a chaotic way. I didn't know what to think, I wasn't sure I wanted to think of anything in particular
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She was quite obviously not a menace for me or any other vampire near us. Nevertheless, I was curious to who she was and why was she sneaking out from Fangtasia. Looking straight into her eyes, I ask her:
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
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"I-I'm Jessica," She managed to stutter
"I was looking around for my maker, Bill Compton, he's seemed to have disappeared and I'm in a bit of trouble, you don't happen to know him, do you?" She asked.
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She couldn't be older than 17 when she was converted -as young as I had been. Her eyes still had certain innocence that only young humans beings had, something that made a sad smile take over my lips.
"No, I don't know where Bill is, nor who he is; though I have heard of him. Tell me, when was the last time you so him and why did he made you a vampire?"
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