August 3rd. 1985 10:30 a.m. My name is Saphire. I have had a strange night indeed. Perhaps I have been reading too much of the vampire chronicles. Too much exposer to vampires? I scoff. What would reading have to do with this? I met Pandora. She was coming through my home town and decided to take her dinner out for dinner. I knew something was not right with that woman. I could smell it. My senses all screamed to run for dear life. The other half told me to stay put and indeed had me glued to my... read more
