Mary’s legs carried her across town quickly. The anger burned off first and very easily slid to the doubts that she’d had rolling around in her mind. It was only once she reached the park that she realized how nuts this must have seemed to him. Not many women ran shortly after a first kiss. Or a first kiss of sorts. It was complicated. It was all complicated.
”This is right, Mary.” Johnny’s words rang in her ears and Mary came to a stop.
She was an idiot. An absolute idiot. She had to get back and just hope that he wasn’t still angry that she’d walked out like that.
Unfortunately, she’d been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she hadn’t been as aware of her surroundings as she should have been. Maybe the quiet of the town on the supernatural front had lulled her into a sense of false security. Even with news reports of a potential serial killer running around town, she hadn’t given a second thought to the whole situation. Humans were violent and dangerous, but she’d always thought that when her time came, it would be something of the supernatural variety. She hadn’t ever given much thought to any other possibility.
So when the cloth covered hand clamped over her mouth and Mary smelled the sickly sweet smell of chloroform, the irony of the whole thing might have passed through her thoughts if she’d been conscious for long enough.