Chapter Eighteen

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It was August. His cold, blue body was lying inside the house. Clara screamed. Everything stopped. She compelled everyone not to watch. She ran inside and knelt beside August. She bit her arm and fed the blood to him.
'Come on. Drink it', she willed. August started moving, swallowing the blood. He opened his eyes, they were bright yellow. He was in transition 'Oh no', Clara whispered. Suddenly, she remembered about the kids. She ran upstairs and found them lying on the floor, cold, lifeless.
Lily started to move, 'mum?', she moaned. She opened her eyes, they were bright, glowing brown. 'I. Want. Blood.' She said.

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