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© Copyright 2020 by Mary Not Wollstonecraft
NOTE: This work contains material not suitable for anyone under eighteen (18) or those of a delicate nature. This is a story and contains descriptive scenes of a graphic sexual nature. This book is purely a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously—any resemblance to actual persons, whether living, deceased, actual events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.
A Small Sacrifice
Lacey strolled east from the estate. Keeping a steady pace, she walked in a straight line to the cliff overlooking the sea. As she approached the precipice, Lacey turned her attention to the small collection of houses, businesses, and docks with ships moored in the harbor. If things went according to her plan, the terror would end.
In the sleepy fishing village, a man moved from one lamp to another, lighting the streets in anticipation of the approaching darkness. The grand, old manor west of town, perched atop a hill, cast an ominous shadow across the settlement. While no light showed in the windows of the massive house, and the mansion appeared empty and abandoned, everyone realized he had returned.
The dead girls littering the beach, alleys, and their beds testified to the return of Lazarus. And unlike him, they wouldn’t be coming back. Taking only a few sips of their blood and breaking their necks, to be found by a loved one, a friend, or the township constable, in a plot to instill fear in the citizens.