Marylin’s POV…

I never thought vampires and other mystical creatures existed, until I became one myself. I was killed after a rampage in the tavern where I worked, one of the stupid drunken men, Jack, who was one of our regular customers, started a shooting spree after gunning down a man he had lost a bet to.

After seeing that bullet in my chest, I dropped to the ground and closed my eyes, thinking that was the last I would see of this world, I bled profusely, feeling the impactful pain from the bullet. It was time to leave this world, all I could see was a dark space. I...