WAR#89

I stood before the hundreds of vampires who were all on my lawn. I was on the porch with my hands across my shoulders. Solomon, Florence, and Philomena were all by my side. Huge murmurs were coming from the crowd, and I had to silence them. I didn't want to stress myself.

"Quiet," I ordered.

They were still murmuring. I got infuriated. I spotted a man in his early forties and zoomed in on him. I gripped his shoulder and slammed my hands into his chest. I ripped out his heart, and he fell to the ground dead. I dropped the heart on his carcass.

I walked back to the porch, and by the time I reached there, everybody was quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were that of the crickets, which sang untiringly every night till dawn. I got a handkerchief from Solomon and wi