There were a dozen of us who had taken refuge in this castle we thought was abandoned.
I was the last one left.
I stood at the top of one of the staircases, a torch in one hand, a paving stone in the other.
I guess this was one of the vampires that could turn into mist or teleport, as they suddenly appeared behind me, knocking away the torch, and dodging the stone. I looked for a way out, even as they bit into me.
Turns out if you truly believe in yourself, you can be poisonous to a vampire.
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