Chapter Thirteen
My screams bounced off the concrete walls of the stairwell. I kept trying to break free from the vampire, scratching at Freddy’s back hard enough for his blood to start oozing through his shirt. But the harder I fought, the more he laughed.
“Where the hell are you taking me?” I rammed my elbow up, catching him in the back of the head.
“Not worth saving Mommy now?” He kicked the door at the top of the steps open.
The sickly-sweet stench of decay shot a desperate fear through my veins.
I threw my weight sideways, trying to tip myself off Freddy’s shoulder.
For a split second, I thought it had worked, but as I slipped down his arm, he twisted me, slamming my back against a brick wall, pummeling the air out of my lungs.
Stars danced in front of my eyes as he ran his fin
