Sammy frantically fought to free himself as the vampires cheered like a pack of coyotes, yipping and howling. Then he heard police officers shouting as they came up behind him. Gunshots were fired as the unholy communion turned into a rowdy chaotic mess.
Vampires fought the police, barely disturbed by the penetrating bullets. Then, as quickly as the battle began, it ended. The vampires transformed into gargoyle-like bats and flew out of the castle and into the darkness.
Sammy ran up and grabbed the relic on his way to Ruby who was sagging limply on the cross. A police officer helped him cut the straps and lay her on the floor.
“Ruby, wake up,” Sammy said, sobbing.
“She’s alive, we need to get her to the hospital,” Det. Wanat said. She took a handkerchief from and inside pocket and placed it against Ruby’s neck wounds. “Hold this here, but don’t press too hard. Are you her friend?”
“I’m her best friend,” Sammy said, watching the detective call for an ambulance.
“Did they do this to her neck?” Det. Wanat asked.
“Yes, they’re evil people,” Sammy said.
“Stay with her,” Det. Wanat said, rushing to the side of Jacklyn who was being tended to by another officer.
Sammy looked around the cathedral; all the vampires, including Alan and Victor, were gone. Aside from the police, the only people left were Sammy, Ruby, and Jacklyn.
Time seemed to decelerate. Where was the ambulance? Yet, in reality, it moved swiftly because before Sammy knew it he was in an ambulance, at Ruby’s side, and then sitting in a busy waiting room of the emergency department at Maryville Hospital.
Finally, after nervously pacing around rambunctious kids and a screaming baby, a nurse came out.
“She’ll be fine. We’ll be taking her up to room three-twenty. You can wait up there if you like.”
Sammy was relieved and grateful for the good news. He walked up to the third floor, approaching Ethel’s room. Then he heard a blood-curdling scream. It was Ethel.
Sammy stopped dead in his tracks, just outside Ethel’s room as nurses ran past him to tend to the distraught woman.
“I can’t believe she’s awake,” one nurse said.
“It’s all right,” another nurse said as she tried to calm Ethel.
Sammy saw Ethel sitting straight up in bed and then turn her head to look at him.
“It’s not over,” she said to him. “It’s not over.”
f & f
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