“I stop celebrating, hands stuck in perpetual freeze-frame cabbage patch dance, and stare at Magnus. "The Holy Grail?" I repeat, realizing my voice has risen to a screechy hiss. "The HOLY FREAKING GRAIL?" Magnus dips his head in a nod. "I told you it was bad news." "How the hell are we supposed to get a drop of blood from the Holy Grail? Does the Holy Grail even exist? I thought the Holy Grail was something that was made up by the Church ... or Steven Spielberg." I slam my head against the table.... "I'm doomed. Doomed, doomed, doomed. Doomed to walk the earth as a creature of the night forever. Doomed to drink ditsy donor blood for all eternity." "Chill out, Sunny," Magnus commands, sounding a bit ticked off at my admittedly overdramatic display. "The Grail does exist. I've seen it with my own eyes." I look up, hopeful once again. "You have?" "Indeed." "So then you know where it is?" Magnus pauses. "Erm, not exactly." I knew it! I just knew he'd say that. "DOOMED! I'M DOOMED!" I cry, commencing with further head-banging.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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