Epilogue
How intense was that! Was real? I never felt so much despair and pain, in all my years of vampire.
Still shaking and with a lump in the throat, I rise from my coffin in the basement of Fangtasia, right next to mine, is Pam's coffin. I do not want to wake her, but I have the need to check that she is well. I open the lid slowly and I see that it is empty.
An inexplicable feeling of panic, through my whole body to remember what it felt moments before. I climb up the stairs from the basement, finding a Fangtasia silent and empty. My gaze fixed on the front door, which is open, letting in daylight.
I shake my head trying to scare away the thoughts struggling to put a dent in my head, simply can't be real.
"If I had in front of me, I shout" I say out loud without realizing barely noticed, even disbelief.
"And may I ask why?" Hear a voice behind me, I turn and I find Pam with one arm on her hip and raised eyebrow, visibly upset by my comment.
In my face puts a smile and without saying anything, I get to hold her as if I had not seen in ages and give her a kiss on the forehead.
Pam is separated a bit to look at him and asks, "What's the matter?" Not understand why he was angry with her and now acting in a loving way, not to bother at all, missed so much their displays of affection.
"Do not you dare do it again" he replies without explanation, pulling her to him again and still confused by how real it felt all damn nightmare.
Pam insists no more, she does not want to break the moment and let it embrace, happy that things back the way they had always been.