ErilisVampyre

When they told her Angela was going to die, there wasn’t much else to say other than she felt like her heart would stop.  Cliché, as it is and was and will always be, but at the moment, her world spun—her eyes became unfocused, and the monotone drone of the doctor’s voice met a solid wall inside her ear. “What?”  She said. He only looked at her patiently through metal-rimmed glasses.  He had a family to go back to that night; it was Christmas.  As much as he would usually sympathize with a victim’s family’s grief, today, he would feel none.  He wanted