Chapter 82. Dying Soon?

Daryl flicked around in fear, expecting to see the person who just whispered. He was left with the shock of his life when he saw no one.

He sprang up to his feet and started looking around desperately. He did recognize the voice that whispered to him but it’s unclear whether it was real or not.

It was the best shock of his life, making his heart want to jump off his chest.

“Ruth? Is that you?” he inquired. His quaky voice betrayed his courage. He has never been this terrified before.

Walking in the shadows of dead witches could be creepy.

Daryl continued to look around desperately. Another wind came, putting off the flaming torches that lit the scene. But luckily for Daryl, he could still see in the darkness. That’s one of the attributes of being a vampire.

“Come on!” he cried out. “This isn’t funny anymore!”

The other caskets sitting at the corner of the underground tomb begin to make a rattling sound as if what’s in them is trying to get o