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CHAPTER LIII

Rachael’s mind is blown away by the change in the environment.

She checks her wristwatch to see the time is 10: 53 A.M.

It’s still morning but it is dark as the night.

Did Manhattan's Central Park always have something like this?

She knows the answer is a no.

There is no way the weather changed without Dracula being involved.

Especially today.

What is that smell?

Rachael frowns with disgust as a terrible smell invades her nostrils.

Nausea claws at her throat and she feels her belly close up.

“What the fuck is that smell?” Warren asks but Byron ignores him.

They leave the shelter of the trees and find themselves in a wide space.

It stretches to an endless route from left to right and another set of trees at the north of the place.

There is someone up ahead.

Rachael sees someone in a maroon red cloak.

The smell gets worse as they get closer to the cloaked person.

Rachael turns and vomits as she sees dead bodies piled on each other.

She closes her eyes and spits on the floor as the sight
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