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The Bloody Brick Road (Complete)
New York, Presbyterian Hospital – 9:35 p.m., April 2017

New York, Presbyterian Hospital – 9:35 p.m., April 2017

“One blood bag, please.” Elly gave a toothy grin.

Tabitha looked at the I.D. and glanced over at Elly from behind the receptionist counter. Four months ago, Tabitha would have laughed off anyone that gave her a passport card with a ridiculous date of birth. December 25, 1707. Yep. Ain’t no way that the girl looked over three hundred years old, but the I.D. was legit, and she’d seen the girl all over the news media these past few months—not to mention this wasn’t the first time the girl came over to get a blood bag specially ordered by the government, but it still felt surreal. Every time. Oh, Lord.

“Are you really a vampire?” Tabitha asked.

Elly chuckled as she took back her card. “Tabitha, this is the third time this week that you asked me that. Of course I am. What else would I need blood bags for if I wasn’t one?”

“Girl, I don’t know. You just don’t look like one.” Tabitha typed and waited for the proper clearance to appear on her computer screen. The girl looked more like a doll than a sexy Goth chick. “Vampires are supposed to be all gangly and crazy-eyed, or sexy Goths all wrapped up in leather and shit. Walking dead with the devil’s soul. But you ain’t like that, right?”

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“Not in the least. I’m very much alive and I don’t have any devils on speed dial. Besides, I’m agnostic.” Elly drummed her fingers on the counter. “You really should watch Vampire Diaries. Didn’t I recommend it to you the other day?”

“But that’s all Hollywood nonsense. There’s like a million different kinds of you. Hard to keep all the facts straight. Are you like Dracula? Selene? Edward or Camilla?”

Elly hoisted herself up until her elbows rested over the countertop, causing Tabitha to recoil as she stifled a yelp.

“Jesus!” Tabitha said. “Don’t scare me like that, girl. Nearly gave me a heart attack.”

“Your heart’s fine.” Elly giggled as she tapped on the counter rhythmically. “It’s beating wonderfully.”

Tabitha felt a chill slither up her back before shaking her head. “Now that’s just creepy. Anyways. Nice to see you doing well. What’s it like, anyways? Drinking from blood bags?”

Elly beamed. “It’s heaven on a lollipop stick.”

Tabitha quirked an eyebrow. “Huh, right. You still haven’t answered my question though. So, which one are you?”

Elly smiled coyly, resting her chin atop her bent hands.

“Well, what kind of vampire would you want me to be?”