Chapter 7-Sunnydale
"Hey, guys," Willow called to the bickering friends. She was sitting at a table in the Buffy's living room. "Guys!"
"What Will?" Xander asked, turning to the redhead.
"Listen to this," Willow said, reading from the screen.
"Willow Rosenberg,
Hi, my name is Chloe Sullivan. I live in Smallville, Kansas. I'm writing
in regards to your Watchers Database website. My friend, Lana, recently
saw a man in the graveyard. It might sound weird, but we think he's a
vampire. We found bottles of blood, and wine in our town's crypt. He was
drinking pig's blood. I don't know how to explain it, but his face was evil-like.
I mean, it was all monster looking, then morphed back to human-looking.
I'm not sure if he's a vampire. Really, I'm not even sure if vampires exist.
I just wanted to get your opinion. Please contact me if you have any more
questions.
Sincerely,
Chloe Sullivan"
"Well, they described the vamp face, but why wouldn't he attack them if he was a vampire?" Buffy asked, looking to Willow for answers. "How can we be sure it is a vampire?"
"That could be him," Dawn said hopefully.
"How did he get all the way to Kansas?" Xander questioned.
"Again with the vampire stamina and speed," Buffy said, moving to look over Willow's shoulder. "Do you think it's him?"
"It could be any vampire, if it's a vampire at all" Willow replied, trying not to get her hopes up.
"Yeah, but 'any vampire' would have drained that girl without a second thought," Xander put in. "That doesn't make sense."
"Is it him?" Buffy asked again.
"We'll find out," Willow said, typing up a reply. "But I don't want to give the girl too much information. Let's find out if it's Spike, first."