“Ain’t just wolf-people scared of silver bullets.”
“Vampires?” I ventured.
“You said it, not me. But there ain’t no sheep or cattle north of the Plata. That oughta tell ya what folks ‘round here think.” She cast an eye on me. “I got something for you to take with ya in case you go up again.” She disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a small burlap bag. “Might come in handy.”
* * * *
Surprised an unseen sun painted the dawn a bright pink, I got on the road soon after, battling sleep and exhaustion on the two-hour drive to the campus. I staggered into my dorm, took a shower, and flopped into bed. The next thing I knew, Sim was banging on my door.
He claimed the chair and demanded to know what was going on. I settled cross-legged on the bed in my shorts.
“So help me, everything
