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Symons stared at Marjie.
"So, you work 'ere long?", he asked.
"Aye...Born in Belfast. Then headed to London. There's no future in Ireland...You see, there's Vampires and Rippers about", Marjie answered.
"I think, dear, that you've go' a imagination...The Undead...Like Countess Erzerbet Bathory of Hungary?", Symons said.
"The famed Countess murdered sevant girls in the woods...And village...She was cruel in her punishments; she was always punishing...And bathing in blood...And having terror spread o'er Europe", said Marjie...As she shivered.
"Well, if any monsters arrive, I'll protect you", Symons said, and he kissed her.
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The London Ripper: A saga novel of historical terror
HorrorIn 1888-91, a series of brutal murders have gripped the District of Whitechapel in London's East End...As London Metropolitan Police Inspector Frederick George Abberline takes charge of the murder case, his life changes forever...While George Akin L...
