ErvieRylee
Evie Mae was, by all accounts, a simple woman living a simple life-which was exactly what she loved about it. Her small town(Apsen Indiana), tucked so far into the quiet that everyone truly did know everyone. Days began with the scent of rubbing alcohol and chatty customers at her father's pharmacy. Then ended under the vast, silent sky, tending to the stubborn patch of earth she called her homestead; and codependent farm animals she loves. Life was tranquil, manageable, and utterly devoid of incident.
That is, until she became the center of a vampire's attention.
The shift began subtly. One crisp morning, she walked out to her coop, expecting the usual chorus of squawks and clucking. Instead, she found silence. Her entire flock of hens lay scattered, perfectly still. There were no feathers flying, no signs of a struggle, and most unnerving of all, no blood. A predator would have left a mess. This was something else-a clean, surgical kind of horror that didn't belong in her quiet, predictable world.