Abby felt her body starting to weaken, she was about to faint, she couldn't hold on any longer, that's why Abby, with no other choice, tightened her grip on the knife and slit Alexa's throat. The vampire finally released her and brought both hands to her neck, trying to stop the bleeding.
Abby's face was much paler than usual, she leaned against the wall as she let go of the knife and applied pressure to her hand wound. Slowly, she sank to the floor, as she was very weak. Her gaze turned towards the vampire, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her. Dark blood flowed from her hands, unable to contain the rushing red river.
"I'm sorry, I tried, but I couldn't," Alexa lamented as Abby struggled to keep her heavy eyelids open.
"What is the red moon?" the young woman asked,
