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A SQUAD CAR STOPPED by our cabin an hour later. It was the same cop from the other day. He interviewed each of us and then left. Nathan and I had decided not to mention anything about vampires. We knew he’d never believe it and we didn’t want him thinking we were crazy. Or suspects.
“That must have been so horrifying,” Mom said, sitting down on the sofa with us. She’d returned to the cabin immediately after we’d called.
“Her throat was torn apart,” Nathan said grimly. “There was blood everywhere. It was just... crazy.”
Mom sighed. “I bet a bear or a mountain lion attacked her. It must have somehow gotten into the cabin. That poor woman.”
“And closed the door afterward?” Nathan laughed harshly. “I don’t think so. It was a damn vampire.”
She groaned. “Good grief. You’re not going to
