Twilight Fan?
Xander POV I am sitting in front of a beautiful angel when the waiter starts tapping on the table, I can’t understand what he wants. I look at him a little confused but I am not able to see his face clearly, I hear that sound again and wake up from my dream. It takes me a minute or two to realize where am I and that someone is pounding at the door. Arghhh who could that be? And it’s really early in the morning. I glance at the clock on the wall and see that it’s 11. Still early for me. Last night I got home late again since it was raining heavily and someone reported on witchywitch that they heard a girl screaming. I thought it was my case and rushed to the shared location. But again it was a hoax. There was no girl, and no sign of blood anywhere. Just little smell of sulphur.
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