The people around us shuffled from foot to foot. I could sense their unease. They wanted to continue, but whatever they saw with Sofia made them pause. Laughter started to the left. MaryJane came forward, giggling away.
"You silly girl, do you honestly think you can stop this? It's too late." Her laughter abruptly stopped. Sofia stiffened as MaryJane's gaze took hold of her. "Grab her. She will no longer give you trouble while I have control," she ordered the others. They moved closer, grabbing the stiff Sofia by the arms and dragging her a few feet away.
MaryJane sighed. "I can see I'll have to finish this myself." She bent quickly and in one swoop had me by the neck, dangling in front of her. "I would love to taste you, drink you dry, but I have a feeling Isaac would sense your blood flowing through mine. So I won't. Such a pity. Still, now at least I can witness your life end, as I squeeze it out of you."