For several seconds, I sat still and stared at the grisly scene around me. “Holy fuck!” Jordan’s voice snapped me out of my trance, and I realized I was sitting atop a dead vampire. I rolled off the body and onto my hands and knees, panting and trying not to vomit. “You okay?” she asked, and I nodded slowly. To prove it, I got unsteadily to my feet. Jordan stared at me. “What did you do to him?” I glanced at the corpse lying face down on the floor, the burns on his face hidden from view. “I – ” “Sara? Jordan?” Trembling, I went to the window and saw at least half a dozen people below. “Tristan?” “Is Jordan with you? Are you girls okay?” I looked behind me at Jordan, the three dead vampires, and Derek who was still out cold. “We’re fine, but we could use some help. We had a, um, situation, and there’s an unconscious man up here who probably needs a doctor.” “We’re coming up,” he called back. “Just don’t freak out, okay?” I said as he started up the ladder.
