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Having seen her death,
it was odd to see her strapped to one of the exam tables. I looked up, but
there was still no one in that room.
Three men in black uniforms surrounded her. She
started struggling, presumably coming off whatever drugs they had used on her.
Each of the men had what looked like portable spotlights, which they each took
a turn shining on a different part of her body. The first two did nothing, but
the third caused her to scream and thrash. They ignored her struggles for a few
minutes until her skin started to burn. One of the men picked up a notebook and
started writing down his observation while the other continued to burn the
woman’s abdomen. It looked like a bad sunburn, but she was screaming as if it
was burning her all the way through her skin.
Henry started hitting the switches until it turned
off. “No more buttons,” he said, disgust and anger deepening his voice.
I ignored him, though, because I saw something odd in
the exam room. There were some scalpels on the ground. Henry apparently noticed
it as well, because he opened a door on the right side of the room that I
hadn’t noticed. He sniffed around, holding out his hand to stop me from
entering the exam room.
“Someone extremely powerful was in here.”
“Wizard powerful?”
“Felicity powerful,” he said. “A demon was in here.”
Since the wizards of Dothra were so much more
powerful than human wizards, and usually pretty sinister, we referred to them
as demons. At that point, I pushed him aside and went over to peer behind one
of the exam tables, where a man in a black uniform was dead on the floor.
Getting right to work, I mentally noted his position,
the objects around him, and the lack of blood. After a few minutes, I pointed
to the tools, which were wet. “He was washing and polishing, so he didn’t have
anyone in here.” I put my hand on the tables to check the temperature. There
was a hot spot on one of them. “The demon attacked with that lightning thing.
He didn’t run or even move, yet he was facing the demon that entered.”
“So he knew the person,” Henry surmised.
“Or the demon possessed someone he knew. We were
warned that they can do that now that they’re here. But why would a demon
attack a random human? I can see them taking out entire cities at once, but not
like this.” I looked up at him when I realized what this meant. We had heard
two explosions.
We left the room and checked one of the other two
doors in the weapon’s room. It revealed a practice room, judging by the mats on
the floor, weapons on a rack by the door, lockers on the east wall, and
shooting range along the north wall.
There were also ten humans on the ground, most of
them with burn marks on their clothes. I took a step into the room to check the
bodies, but Henry grabbed my arm. “They’re dead. There’s not a heartbeat in the
room.” He pointed to the third room. “I hear something in there, though.”
I shut the door to the room full of dead bodies and
Henry opened the last door. Even with the lights out, I recognized the room
from the surveillance videos. Every inch of the walls were lined with cages. A
row also took up the middle of the room. In each cage was a vampire.
Movies depicted vampires in every light, from humans
with funky teeth to bat-creatures that wore flesh masks. The vampires in these
cages, however, were just victims. They looked so malnourished, mistreated, and
terrified. Some of them were very young, but most were adults. Of course, their
actual ages were indeterminable.
Without moving from the doorway, I scanned the room
with my penlight. I couldn’t make out the exact number, but it was bright
enough to make the vampires, at least the ones still conscious, shield their
eyes.
Henry turned to me and waited for me to give him a
nod before he reached for the lock of the nearest cage. “No!” the terrified
little boy shouted. Other vampires also warned him not to touch the cage.
“We’re
it was odd to see her strapped to one of the exam tables. I looked up, but
there was still no one in that room.
Three men in black uniforms surrounded her. She
started struggling, presumably coming off whatever drugs they had used on her.
Each of the men had what looked like portable spotlights, which they each took
a turn shining on a different part of her body. The first two did nothing, but
the third caused her to scream and thrash. They ignored her struggles for a few
minutes until her skin started to burn. One of the men picked up a notebook and
started writing down his observation while the other continued to burn the
woman’s abdomen. It looked like a bad sunburn, but she was screaming as if it
was burning her all the way through her skin.
Henry started hitting the switches until it turned
off. “No more buttons,” he said, disgust and anger deepening his voice.
I ignored him, though, because I saw something odd in
the exam room. There were some scalpels on the ground. Henry apparently noticed
it as well, because he opened a door on the right side of the room that I
hadn’t noticed. He sniffed around, holding out his hand to stop me from
entering the exam room.
“Someone extremely powerful was in here.”
“Wizard powerful?”
“Felicity powerful,” he said. “A demon was in here.”
Since the wizards of Dothra were so much more
powerful than human wizards, and usually pretty sinister, we referred to them
as demons. At that point, I pushed him aside and went over to peer behind one
of the exam tables, where a man in a black uniform was dead on the floor.
Getting right to work, I mentally noted his position,
the objects around him, and the lack of blood. After a few minutes, I pointed
to the tools, which were wet. “He was washing and polishing, so he didn’t have
anyone in here.” I put my hand on the tables to check the temperature. There
was a hot spot on one of them. “The demon attacked with that lightning thing.
He didn’t run or even move, yet he was facing the demon that entered.”
“So he knew the person,” Henry surmised.
“Or the demon possessed someone he knew. We were
warned that they can do that now that they’re here. But why would a demon
attack a random human? I can see them taking out entire cities at once, but not
like this.” I looked up at him when I realized what this meant. We had heard
two explosions.
We left the room and checked one of the other two
doors in the weapon’s room. It revealed a practice room, judging by the mats on
the floor, weapons on a rack by the door, lockers on the east wall, and
shooting range along the north wall.
There were also ten humans on the ground, most of
them with burn marks on their clothes. I took a step into the room to check the
bodies, but Henry grabbed my arm. “They’re dead. There’s not a heartbeat in the
room.” He pointed to the third room. “I hear something in there, though.”
I shut the door to the room full of dead bodies and
Henry opened the last door. Even with the lights out, I recognized the room
from the surveillance videos. Every inch of the walls were lined with cages. A
row also took up the middle of the room. In each cage was a vampire.
Movies depicted vampires in every light, from humans
with funky teeth to bat-creatures that wore flesh masks. The vampires in these
cages, however, were just victims. They looked so malnourished, mistreated, and
terrified. Some of them were very young, but most were adults. Of course, their
actual ages were indeterminable.
Without moving from the doorway, I scanned the room
with my penlight. I couldn’t make out the exact number, but it was bright
enough to make the vampires, at least the ones still conscious, shield their
eyes.
Henry turned to me and waited for me to give him a
nod before he reached for the lock of the nearest cage. “No!” the terrified
little boy shouted. Other vampires also warned him not to touch the cage.
“We’re
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