Cassie slumped against the wall as the fire raged around her.
The sounds of her brothers and sisters death screams still sounded within her mind, but it had to be done. After four hundred years, she couldn’t allow them to continue.
The flames licked at her feet, causing her to hiss, but she wouldn’t cry out. She deserved this. They all did. Her only regret was not saving the town’s children before her siblings bathed in their blood.
As the fire spread up her pants, her thoughts drifted to wondering who, if anyone, would write this vampire story. Her cleansing.