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Frowning, Charles Croydon approached his bedroom window. A memory haunted him. Not a spirit. Not the spirit of Sarah Croydon. His vampire bride. Murdered at the stake centuries ago.
Superstitious townspeople took Sarah from Charles. He took relatives from one another. Mothers from children. Nephews from aunts. Sisters from brothers. Murdered them.
Charles thought he heard footsteps before he looked back. He wondered if Sarah's spirit returned to him. A rare smile formed.
Sarah was his bride centuries ago. She remained his bride. Even as a spirit. Charles was fine with it.
THE END