Outside Sarah saw a crowd, not a thousand, not even a hundred, but enough to make themselves heard. Some held signs with slogans like “Down with Vampires!” and “No bloodsuckers in my backyard!” Most were calm, content simply holding their signs, allowing the words on the posterboards to proclaim their disdain. Others squinted, snarled, and pumped their fists in the air, wearing their frustration proudly.
“If you only knew him,” Sarah thought. “If you only knew his heart you would love him as I love him.” But they didn’t care to know him. She dropped the blinds and turned away.
The door swung open and frightened her. Doctor Masters rushed in, checked her monitors, and unplugged the IV from the wall. “I need to get you out of here, Sarah,” he said. “I thought I could keep this under contro
