“This could go another way if she wakes up. Something to keep in mind,” the vampire— “Definitely wake her up,” Anna chirps from overhead, blinking down at us when we all jerk our attention to her. She fans herself and releases a dreamy sigh, as she contently lounges on the rafters. “Can I pick who goes first?” she adds. Damien tosses up a ball of salt that shatters somewhere in the room, and she vanishes from sight.
