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The breath was forced out of me almost painfully by panic; but I never actually fell. My hand was still clutched around his coat sleeve and for a sickening moment, I hung from it. Then the vampire caught me back up in his arms, this time facing him. When my mind started thinking again, I couldn't decide if it was better or worse, when to my surprise, I found earth under my feet. Taking the opportunity I shoved away again, and he let me go. I stumbled backwards, and into something hard which hit me at the knee. Reaching back to steady myself, I had an awful premonition what it was. Glancing over my shoulder, my heart sank as I realized I was right.
It was a grave stone.
The vampire had spirited us out of the back streets, and into a graveyard.
“Feel better now, Alexander?” he said amused. “You don't like being out of control, do you?”
“Don't talk to me like you know me.” I growled.
“I know that there is nothing you can do against me.” he challenged. “I know that you loved your friend; but not enough.”
“How could you know that?” I demanded.
“Because.” A new voice- familiar but I didn't recognize it right away. “I told him.”