The last Witch: fulfilling the annihilation of vampires prop

Lorraine's POVMy name is Lorraine and, that's all you should know. I'll tell you more about myself later because right now, I'm running for my life. This is what my drunk friend has gotten me into. I regret listening to her. I'll be safe, I promise because this is the only way you'll know what happened and why I'm running.******"Why the hell are you all roaming about in the same place?" The mayor roared, his voice tearing into the thick darkness of the woods."We heard something around this place, sir…" one of his men replied, calmly, pointing to the place he was referring to as he was speaking."Spread the f*ck out," the mayor yelled. "Find and kill whoever it is," he ordered, clenching his jaws. Something in the mayor's voice told me he wasn't joking. He meant it when he said his men should kill whoever it is.My heart began to throb hard. I'm not ready to die. I swallowed and darted my eyes around to see where else I would run to.Peeping through the woods, I could see the mayo

"Get me the files and make sure you send out the report, okay?" The mayor said to his secretary and walked into his office."Yes, sir," her voice followed, but he had already closed his doors.As usual, the tiled floor sparkled. He observed the placement of his awards, most especially the one he was given at the annual peacekeeping conference some years ago.He smiled, everyone thinks he earned all these medals for serving the people. What else did he expect? He smiled, knowing fully well that the awards and trophies were not because of his commitment to the people but rather, his commitment to making the governor happy.He continued to walk around the office, hands akimbo, glancing from photograph to photograph, when he got to the portrait of Dr Han, he smiled again.Dr Han was the Mayor he succeeded. The accident that killed Dr Han and his family had thrown the entire town into a dilemma."Old fool," the mayor finally said, his eyes still fixed on the portrait of Dr. Han. "You'd have

Lorraine stood before a giant mirror, she stared deeply at her reflection, she was not familiar with the person staring back at her. Her hair was scattered over her face, her eyes swollen from sleeplessness. Correctly said: swollen due to the stress she has been through. She observed herself, her dirty clothes, her stained face and the new cuts left on her arm by the ridges that had pierced her in the woods."This isn't me, this can't be me." She whispered to herself.She used her hand to adjust the strands of hair littered over her face, then placed her fingers on her cheeks and raised them up to force a smile on her face. She was not satisfied. She still looked pale and sick.She was still trying to design a good enough smile on your face when she heard a voice trotting towards the room she was in. It was James's voice telling whoever it was in the parlor to go get some rest. Lorraine could not understand the sudden feeling of familiarity she felt for James, it was as though she h

David walked into the town. He loved to roam about Lightwood in the daytime when almost everyone was carried away with their activities."The mayor's going to say something about the missing girls," a man said and David slowed to hear."We all know they'll be dead by now. Nobody returns after getting missing," the other man replied. David pushed himself through the crowd until he was finally standing where he would hear everything that the Mayor was saying.He fixed his eyes on the podium and let out an irritated smug.The mayor was assuring the crowd that the missing people would be found. And that he had put in special officers to find them.David grined. "This fucking bastard."What special officers is he talking about? Did he meant vampires? "The last time they were seen was at the party two days ago," a voiced echoed from the crowd. The voice spoke again, "Who knows, they might have been eaten by a wild animal. I heard they were seen walking back home through the woods," he su

"Lorraine," James called, walked into the room but he stopped immediately his eyes fell on her sleeping on the bed. She was wrapped in a blanket. James could not tell why he felt happy that she had decided to sleep.He grinned, darting his mind away from the thoughts clouding together. "How long have you been staring at me," Lorraine's voice brought him back to the present. His eyes dropped in embarrassment. "I... I just entered.""Well, I woke up about three minutes ago," Lorraine countered, making him more embarrassment. She scrambled out of bed, and stood up. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…" "I was joking," she giggled. "You can die standing if you like."He smiled. "No nightmares, right?" He liked the sound of her voice, the way her head tilted first one way then another as she talked. It made her dark hair move against her neck and bare shoulders."Woke up as I slept," she replied, yawning. "What would you like to know, Lorraine?"She sighed. "What's happening, James?"Exact