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... hands clutching at her head. "I can’t take it anymore. Help me!"
A few feet away, her daughter, Lisbeth, writhed in distress, the same cursed reinfection consuming her. She staggered, tearing at her hair, her once-bright eyes now a vacant, milky white. "Mother! Father, stop! Don’t do it! I promise I’ll do better—please!" Her voice cracked, raw with desperation.
All around them, more vampires succumbed, falling into the nightmare trap of their affliction. Riona’s chest tightened. ...
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