Chelsea slumped against the porch, staying out of the crowd. She still felt like she would puke. She wasn’t really watching monster hunters gather excitedly to learn how to use polearms. Instead, all she could see, over and over, like some sick commercial on a loop in her head, was Amber bolting from the car while the words “I love you” stuck in Chelsea’s throat.
“So, we keep our eyes open, and watch each other’s back.” Chelsea leaned over to taste Amber’s neck. “And your front… the profile is nice, too.”
A smile eventually broke the plane of Amber’s fear. It rose with the color in her skin. “You might be worse than Jackson.”
The usual stench of Boney’s haunt seemed heavier tonight. The sweat of hunters, the reek of cigarettes, and stale beer, it clung to the skin on normal nights. Tonight, Chelsea imagined it soaking into her hair.
Amber stalked across the floor. Her bad mood had been continuous the last few days. Chelsea thought it was due to the dragging oni hunt.
She hoped she was right.
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Bald, pale, red-eyed, and razor
teethed, the vampire blurred out of focus as it ran across the dimly lit
parking lot.
Chelsea pushed the gas pedal of her car all the way to the floor, aiming for where the reaver would be. She hit the vampire in the back, sending it flying into the brick wall of the condemned apartment building.
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