" What's wrong with him? "
I pointed at the skeletal vampire boy, wrapped in an oversized blanket, sitting at a corner of the house, on the ground.
"He is just ten years old. He could not take the starving! "
An elder vampire woman said.
" Starving? How long has the creative been rampaging like this? Did you exhaust all food resource? "
That could not be it . My nose could pick up smell of groveries, cookies and even a pie.
" Oh no! It's not about the creature madam. " The lady continued with a weird accent.
" We have enough food stock to last several weeks! "
I literally felt like face palming.
" Then why are you not feeding him? "
I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing the correct way to react to this atrocity. They had an entire godown of food while the boy had withered to
