She shuts the door and they quickly crawl to the huge bed on their dress and pant in disbelief. That was luck on their side and thanks to Pat's ability to identify people. Amy hugs Pat tightly, she feels bad for letting her be by herself with a Wompire.
"I am sorry...if I knew..." Amy stutters with teary eyes
"You wouldn't have, it's not your fault. You didn't plan for this to happen" She squeezes Amy in her embrace. It seems like she is the one doing the comforting instead of her being embraced for escaping from defiling her body with a Wompire.
Amy gently tore herself away from Pat and dismount the bed. She strides slowly and stands in the middle of the room. With her head held down and avoiding eye contact. A tear dropped to the floor.
Pat and Chantel glance at her baffled and feeling empathy for her. Why is she crying and gloomy?
"It is my fault" She stutters holding back sobs from escaping her mouth.
