Hannah was huddled on her bed, hugging her legs. She felt incredibly vulnerable and even though the costume phase had passed, she kept thinking the vampire would come back and attack her. She had looked at the marks over and over, as if her last glance would make them vanish. She was rather pale, having lost a significant amount of blood, and felt strange. She couldn't place her finger on it, but something didn't feel right. She was on edge, but waiting for the knock that would announce Ernie's arrival; at least she hoped it would be Ernie.