I remember nothing until the moment when Lestat's supernatural blood flooded my mouth. And as he drained my blood to the very point of death, it was the bronze-skinned spirit of the cave whom I glimpsed as my eyes closed. I don't know if my prayers were heard by my orisha, but the room was suddenly assailed by small spirits, none of whom could frighten or hinder Lestat in any way. In the spring, I got a call from America, from Aaron, telling me that investigators in the area of Lafayette, Louisiana, had found the wreck of Cold Sandra's car. It was on the night in Barbados when Lestat came to see me, and decided to make me a vampire against my will.Ībsolutely, I said.But you must promise me, that if you ever change your mind about the mask, you'll call me before you take even the simplest steps. Would it do no good to speak to her? Would it do no good to tell her that she's dead? Insofar as I ever knew, Merrick was faithful to her vow. If you tell me as Superior General that you want to attempt an exorcism, and that you want me to communicate with her, I'll do it-but on my own, never, never will I give in to her. She knows, said Merrick sadly.She's a powerful and crafty spirit. As a matter of fact, I did see this spirit again.
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