CHAPTER NINETEEN

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Along the way to Romania, I stopped to feed in a small town in Hungary called Újszalonta. The town was small, only having about 300 residents. It was a perfect place to have a quick feed before moving out.

I knew what I was doing was dangerous. I could be killed when I show myself to Vladimir and Stefan. I just hoped, even if it was futile, that they would give up their plan to overthrow the Volturi. It was slim, but I still hoped.

Crossing the Hungarian-Romanian border, I was finally in Romania. Now I just had to find their hideout. I knew they were notorious for killing humans one by one; they wouldn't stop talking about how they would take humans to feed off from when they were in charge back in Forks, and so, I knew the best way to find them: the local newspaper.

I enter a gas station and walk up to the counter, browsing through the numerous newspapers that ranged from this week.

As I'm browsing, a voice speaks out, "Domnișoară, trebuie să plătiți pentru a o vizualiza."

Drats, I think. Totally forgot about the language barrier. Hopefully he understands english or Italian.

I look up to find the source of the voice and find that it was the cashier from behind the counter. "Um...Sorry, I don't speak Romanian. Do you understand english?"

"A zittle bit." he replies with a thick Romanian accent. "Yous haz to pay for that to views it, miz."

"Oh, okay. Um," I open my purse and take out my wallet. "How much?"

"€ 8.25." he tells me. "Yous from America, miz?"

I nod. "How did you know?" my fingers skim over the European money in my wallet as I pull out the amount I need.

"It's ze accent. Which part of America?" he inquires.

"Philadelphia, Pennsylvania." I give him the change.

He takes it and processes it in the cash register. "Ah, cool. What brought yous here?" he pulls out the receipt and hands it to me.

"I'm just travelling. I actually live in Italy, but I spent most of my life in America. Only recently did I make the move." I tell him, putting the receipt in my purse.

"Ah. Why did yous move?"

"I fell in love with an Italian." I tell him. "We agreed that I would move to Italy."

"Ah, okay. Well, haz a good day, miz." he says.

I give him a smile. "You too."

"Oh, before yous go, can I asks yous about your eyes?"

Shoot, I totally forgot about my contacts.

"Oh, um, sure. It's a disorder I have. Makes my eyes red." I tell him.

"Oh okay. Well, haz a good day and enjoy your trip."

"Thanks." I step out of the gas station and sit on a bench as I read through the newspapers.

In the first few newspapers that I bought, there was nothing pertaining any activity of human murders, that is until I stumbled on a newspaper from yesterday.

"Where Did They Go?" one article was named. It was about human disappearances. My eyes skim over the information and as I finish the article, I knew that was Romanian Coven activity. I found them.

"Yesterday, a large group of residents of multiple Romanian citizens disappeared. Authorities are on the lookout for them but they tell the media that almost all hope is gone for they cannot find any trace of where the residents went to. Yet citizens that live near Refugiul lui Vladimir say that they heard rustles of feet crossing their streets going in the direction of the abandoned and destroyed village, but authorities have dismissed it, saying the village would be a horrible hiding place for it has no shelter."

Refugiul lu Vladimir, that's where they were. Satisfied with my findings, I run to the nearest library. When on the computer, I change the language to english before searching up a map of Romania and typing in Refugiul lu Vladimir. I waited for the internet to load and there it was, the location I was looking for: Refugiul lu Vladimir. They were located near the Romanian-Ukrainian border.

Printing out the map, I was ready to leave. I change the language back to Romanian before signing off and taking my leave. I was about to reach the goal of my journey. It was only a matter of time before I got there.

Refugiul lu Vladimir, here I come and you better be ready.


Translation(s):

Domnișoară, trebuie să plătiți pentru a o vizualiza - miss, you have to pay for that to view it.

Refugiul lu Vladimir - Vladimir's Refuge.


Money conversion(s):

8.25 Euros equals $10.00.

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