ANDREA
growls John, "The Marquee of the Modern world. One of the most powerful vampires to exist."
"He was the shield between the humans and the Supernatural," Chris says quietly. My head begins throbbing deeply. Vision narrowing slightly. No-one speaks.
"Andrea," a hand touches my face, turning me, "your white." Will says. I hear him, far away. The contours of the earth seem to buzz, vibrating the house. Voices become more and more distance. And then I feel it, a crack ricocheting through me.
My eyes snap away from Will.
"How did he die?" My voice is foreign to me. Flat. Void.
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