Vampires of the Sun

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waiting on an elevator to take her up if she had to wait long in the lobby by herself, she was happy she wouldn’t have to make more explanations to him. It was creepy in the lobby at night and half-lit by the inside lights and the flood lights outside the giant glass windows.
                  Norah spent ten minutes walking around her home checking all of the locks. She checked the locks on all of the windows and closed every curtain despite being on the fourteenth floor. She let her fear get ahold of her and checked under the beds and in all of the closets with her pepper spray in hand. When she was positive that the apartment was truly empty, she locked the front door up tight and set the alarm. She left all of the lights on as she retired to her room, not wanting to be greeted by a dark room if she had to get up for any reason.
                  Sitting down to finally send her reply back to keira10001, Norah erased everything she’d already written about the bad things and replaced it with only good stuff about Jack. She didn’t want to worry keira10001 unnecessarily about something she couldn’t help with and probably wouldn’t understand seeing as how Norah didn’t understand it all herself.
                  Light dancing off her pill bottle caught Norah’s eye as she sat in bed, trying to read her book before going to sleep. She got up and poured a handful out and looked at them. The capsule was gray without any markings to discern a name from. Putting all but one on the counter top, she dug her fingernails into the middle to unseal it. When it was done, she dumped the powder onto a napkin. She remember her dad had a magnifying glass in his study. Running barefoot to the study, she dug through the fairly empty desk for it. It was underneath some old plane tickets left behind from years past when her parents had come to visit. The plane tickets were all for different places. She saw one for Prague, one for Thessaloniki, one for Bucharest, and one for a town she didn’t know called Cluj-Napoca. She took that one back with the magnifying glass to her room. A quick internet search told her it was in Romania. Her parents had never mentioned going to Romania. It was strange and felt like it meant something but she didn’t know what.
                  Taking up the napkin with powder on it, she held it up under the magnifying glass. It seemed like miniscule microbeads. Some were a rusty red and some were a strange blue color. The weirdest looking globs were a see-through bead that gave off a strange musty smell. She couldn’t smell it through the capsule when she was taking it but the overall compound had a strange, boiled egg-like smell. Disgusted she dumped the powder in the sink with all of the other pills. She wasn’t going to take them anymore. She trusted Jack’s deduction about them containing blood but seeing dried blood balls was another matter entirely. She couldn’t put that into her system.
                  Liberated, Norah managed to finally fall asleep and she slept without any weird dreams. When she awoke, Norah had come to a resolution in her sleep as her brain worked. She had to figure out a way to get out of going to see Mauve ever again.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Three
     
     
                  When Norah came through the door after school, after making an active decision to work for a few hours at the food bank to get her mind off of how helpless she was feeling, Mr. Santiago was there, waiting at the door. He acted normal without any creepy smiles.
                  “Norah! Good evening. Would you mind taking some sweets off of me later? My wife went into one of her cooking frenzies. She had to make some sweets for the University bake sale and went a little crazy, trying to only sell the perfect looking ones. You know how she gets. I can bring them up later on my break.” His jovial attitude reached his

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