Chapter Two: Into the Sunset
Arizona, I-10 heading west.
Night of November 2.
Sunrise: 6:42 a.m.
If anyone had found you that day crumpled behind the desk, they would see only a disheveled corpse. And while the sun is in the sky, that's all you are.
The blood you got back in El Paso, before you hopped in your Honda, awakens the moment the sun sets. The return to consciousness is instantaneous and agonizing. You open your eyes in shadow and wait for your eyes to adjust. Your limbs are still heavy, as if crushed by the weight of the sun. As you wait, you think about the Camarilla, and you remember what the elders made you do after Millicent Rue disappeared.
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