Emma was scared to stand there anymore. She ran towards the shelter without making any noise. She was really confused about what she saw. She wasn't sure if it's a good idea to tell everyone that Serena is a vampire.
As fear gripped her heart like icy tendrils, Emma's instincts urged her to flee the scene without a trace. With each pounding step, she raced towards the safety of the shelter, her breaths ragged and uneven as she struggled to outrun the shadows that seemed to loom ever closer behind her.
Confusion clouded her thoughts like a dense fog, swirling with doubt and uncertainty. What she had witnessed had shaken her to the core, casting doubt upon everything she thought she knew. The image of Serena, with eyes ablaze and fangs bared, haunted her every step, a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurked just beneath the surface.
