Lifting a curse

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Vanessa looked as pale as a corpse and was soaked from head to toe. As she walked, icy cold drops of rainwater dripped from her clothes, leaving a trail behind her. She looked as if she had been swept ashore after a shipwreck.  "I need to hurry," she mumbled to herself. "You're completely drenched. I'll get you a towel." David was about to go to the next room to fetch her a towel and a dry set of clothes, when Vanessa stopped him.  "We don't have much time. This place isn't safe," she exclaimed with fear in her eyes. She didn't even notice Sitri standing there and gazing at her. "I'll prepare the Ash Potion and then we have to get the hell out of here!" Without stopping to explain what she had seen, she began arranging the ingredients for the potion. Just the vial of vampire blood was m

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