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chills up and down her spine, causing her to rethink her grateful thoughts about her so-called rescuer. She took the fireplace poker in one hand and started up the stairs.
    She hadn’t got more than five or six steps when she heard a loud bang from somewhere up above. She turned and headed back down to find a hiding place, but the more she hurried the more panicked she became. The sound of hard soled shoes hitting each step rang in her ears as she frantically searched for a place to hide. She ran to one of the iron gates, but it wouldn’t budge. “No!” she whispered. Running back to the only place that was left, she went for the bed and tried to climb under.
    “D`nae, Ah dinnae think ye be fittin,” Danny said from behind her.
    She froze where she was; her head under the cover that hung off the bed and her butt sticking up in the air. When she didn’t move he spoke again. “Please, cum oot.”
    She slowly raised her head and when she saw who stood behind her, she dove across the bed, falling to the floor on the other side. She shot up, hugging the wall like a frozen statue. She stared for a few seconds as her mind wrapped around the possibilities and in disbelief, she started shaking her head rapidly.
    “How can this be? You’re… you’re not supposed to be alive.” He started to walk closer, but when her head snapped back and hit the wall he stopped.
    “Ah dinnae mean ye nae harm. Ah can explain sum, but nae aw.”
    “If you didn’t die, why the hell didn’t you call me or at least write and tell me you didn’t care anymore?” she demanded as tears welled up in her eyes. “I could have gone on with my life. You’ve been here the whole time, Danny?”
    “Ye dinnae ken me D`nae, naer thin’s as it seems.”
    “You’re right, I don’t understand, Danny! For three and a half years I have mourned your death and you’ve just been living it up here in Scotland.”
    “Ah be deid tae yer world,” he replied hanging his head and turned his back to her. “Ah cannae remember. Aw Ah dae ken is Ah woke in me coffin.”
    “Are you saying they put you in a coffin and you were still alive?”
    “Nae Hen!” he yelled spinning back around. “Dae ye nae see wi’ yer ain een’s.”
    She had barely taken in a breath to reply before he was next to her, using a speed faster than she had ever witnessed. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her in front of the fireplace, with her struggling the whole time. “Let go!” she said as she tried to pull away. He didn’t release his grip, even as she slapped and clawed at the flesh on his arm.
    “Keek at me eyes D’nae.” When she didn’t, he took her shoulders and lifted her off of her feet. “Noo, keek me in ma eyes.”
    She looked up and instantly stopped in her attempts to be free. She could now see that the beautiful blue of eyes had been replaced with a smoky gray and even in the dim firelight, she could see the pale white, which was once the healthy dark tanned hue of his skin. He could see the acknowledgement of his change spread across her face, and he slowly lowered her back to the floor. Her legs wouldn’t hold her, so he continued until they both sat on the rug in front of the fire.
    “Ah ne’er meant tae hurt ye,” he said as a single crimson tear ran down his cheek.
    “I’m losing my mind,” D`nae said, covering her face with her hands. “I must have hit my head too hard.”
    When she lowered her hands just enough to see over the tops of her fingers and he was still there, she threw her hands in the air and rolled her eyes.
    “This shit’s not real, Danny. You’re telling me you’re some kind of neck biter like in the movies?”
    “Ah ne’er believe it t’wur real meself… until Ah woke ane,” he replied never looking up.
    “Danny,” she said slowly, a revelation suddenly becoming very clear. “Did you have anything to do with all those people that are missing?”
    He looked up in shock at the question she had just asked, and