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    A Vampire's Lament – (Chapter: 10-The Black Parade)

    A Vampire’s Lament
    Chapter 10: The Black Parade

    "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non-believers,the plans that they have made?" -My Chemical Romance

    The worst thing about sleeping is the waking up part. It’s an unusual process when you’re disturbed from a deep slumber.

    First, your last dream is invaded by the environment that surrounds you. Then you begin to see the people who are constantly in your life, in a dream that you cannot define the meaning of. The voices are the worst because the conversations that you’re not apart of take place when you begin to wake.

    That’s why I really regret passing out in the arms of Odette last night because I’ve been asleep for over twelve hours according to Judith. My eyes are shut tight but my brain is picking up communication from a beneath me.

    I don’t know where we ended up staying at, but I do know that Evana spotted an abandoned farm house in the middle of nowhere so we could have gone there. Well, that’s what I think they said because I was still half asleep when they were discussing this last night.

    But anyway, I think I’m losing interest in sleeping peacefully when there are more important things to do yet I can’t help but lay on the cold hard floor of the farmhouse. I think I’m better off eavesdropping in the end…

    "Spencer, I think it’s important that you try and rack your brain to re-tell what you saw last night." Arial’s husky voice said. I could sense that they were downstairs, leaving me at peace since I was the one who nearly ruined everything as Evana put it.

    I knew I almost did so I don’t have the right to be offended by their comments anymore.

    Spencer heavily sighed and paced around the spacious area she occupied. I could see her now in my head, her hair a complete mess, light bags under her beautiful eyes, and she reeked of fear. I didn’t have to be asleep to smell it, I think anybody with the right senses could feel it in their blood that Spencer was scared.

    "Okay, so as you know, I was asleep the whole time Ashley was freaking out. I couldn’t hear it because I was having this realistic nightmare of my family being brutally murdered. I-I felt myself get real piss-angry when I saw Chelsea’s unborn baby being aborted in the most unusual manner and…" Spencer began, talking as calmly as she could.

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    1. i don’t remember spence drinking ash blood maybe i skipped over it i am tired but any way it was great and intense and a bit scary when they got thrown away from each other pms

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