Mary glanced around in panic. The vampires that invaded the mansion doubled from last year.
Her last guard was taken, his neck ripped toshreds as the vampires feasted on him. She had no choice but to run away.
Never mind that the direction is leading her to the woods. She had no choice. There are vampires on her tracks, as if chasing her out of the mansion.
Her eyes are unused to relying on moonlight to battle the darkness of the night. Her legs are not used to being chased like her life depended on it.
The vampires have never attacked her before. She would just lock herself in her room and the guards will just have to stay with her inside.
There will be no casualty, and not even any of the guards will be harmed. That is what was supposed to happen like all those years ago.
A thick vine caused her to stumble, her knees hitting the ground. She would have fell face first if not for the strong hands that held her up.
