That didn’t sound good. Abby met the hunters’ alarmed gazes.
“I was,” came the dark reply. “Then I did something she didn’t like and my punishment was to guard the hunters. Just to torment me. She dangled food in front of me, food I couldn’t reach. And even if I did, she’d do something even worse to me.”
“We’re escaping,” Abby said hastily, trying to change the subject. “You’re coming with us, unless you want to be a meal.”
The newest human paled. “I’m coming with.”
As they continued along the hallway, Abby found herself curing numerous vampires. They’d soon gathered quite a collection of new humans—and the more humans they gathered, the more vampires came.
By the time they were near the exit, Abby was glad she had packed an arsenal of cures. She now had about eighty humans to look af
