A world of “if”s, but it would make no difference. If I could go back in time… but I couldn’t. The past was behind me. The best thing now would be to stop looking over my shoulder. It was time to forget the past and look to the present and future.
No. You know this is wrong and you want to feel better about it. You don’t want to admit your as ruthless and monstrous as the demons you claim to hate.
Underneath me, Sam Grest – who’d been my friend and saved my life – lay perfectly still and slipped further and further into the final sleep of an unfair and horrible death.
Quick! Head for the ground floor! We have to get out! We will die if we stay! The vampires are here!” “Haven’t you got a hug for me, Larten, old buddy?
If I’d known how wrong I was – if I’d had any idea of the awful night that lay ahead – I’d have run after him and never returned to that disgusting circus of blood, that revolting circus of death.
