Slowly, Ava began to wake. She still felt groggy. Her neck hurt. The bite mark! She remembered being bitten and gently rubbed the sore spot. “That has to leave a mark,” she thought and it did. The mark started out red but was now turning into a deep dark blue. “I should hide it,” she thought. “But how?” It was only then that she realized Edgar was no longer in her bed. At least, she assumed it had been Edgar. Her mind wan...