Dawn: Hey.
Amanda: Hey, Dawn. Whatcha doing?
Dawn: Uh, just walking. You?
Amanda: Um, yeah, just walking too. K, well, have a good walk. I guess I'll see you Monday morning?
Dawn: Yeah.
Amanda: You all right?
Dawn: Sure. Just walking, you know? A-are you all right? You've got a thing.
Amanda: I guess I— I had a bit of a— It's been a bizarre night.
Dawn: What happened? Who did that to you?
Amanda: Uh, nobody... exactly. I don't think you'd exactly believe me.
Dawn: Try me.
Amanda: I-I was at school late because of, you know, Swing Choir, and I tore my sweater, you know, the striped ones we wear. So I went to Home Sciences to sew it up.
Dawn: Uh-huh.
Amanda: And by the time I was finished, the place was empty, so it was all echoy and lonely. And then there was this guy—or thing. And it was—it scratched me, and I kinda dodged it, and it kinda hit its head.
Dawn: What kind of thing?
Amanda: I don't know. It was messed up. In the face. 'Round here abouts.
Dawn: And when it scratched at you, did it—was it scratching with its teeth?
Amanda: Is it real? Was it really a vampire? I bet you think I'm crazy.
Dawn: I—I believe you.
Amanda: Well, cool. The thing is, after it hit its head, I kinda freaked out. I trapped it in a room, and it's still there, and now I don't know what to do.
Dawn: It's OK. This is totally dealable. Don't worry.
Amanda: Well, I was thinking of getting your sister.
Dawn: You know something about my sister?
Amanda: Well, I've heard people talking. A lot of 'em think she's some kind of high-functioning schizophrenic. But I also heard that maybe—like, maybe she could help with this kind of thing. Do you think we should go get her?
Dawn: She's out. I'll take this one.

Dawn: I'm all right. I-I can do this. It's mostly instinct. I think.
Amanda: So, if he scratched me with a tooth, am I—I'm not gonna turn into one, am I?
Dawn: Uh, only if he slashed open one of his own veins and led you to drink deep of his blood.
Amanda: Nope.
Dawn: Good. You're lucky he didn't hurt you way more than that.
Amanda: Right. He can do that. So, I was thinking... we don't have to kill the vampire, do we?
Dawn: What?
Amanda: Just suppose he got out and was maybe like encouraged toward the gym while the marching band was playing because the way they look down on the Swing Choir. It might be, you know, funny. I'm just saying.

Amanda: Guess you're some kind of monster expert too?
Dawn: Let's just say it runs in the family. I thought you said it was locked.
Amanda: It was. It was here.
Dawn: Amanda, it got out.

Dawn: Amanda?
Amanda: Yes.
Dawn: Listen.
Amanda: I'm listening
Dawn: We're gonna get out of this. Both of us. Alive. Alive! You believe me?
Amanda: I believe you.
Dawn: Good. 'Cause I got a plan.

Amanda: What were those?
Dawn: Amanda, listen to me. Remember when you said I was special? Well, I'm not. But the thing is, you are. This is your battle, Amanda.
Amanda: No, I can't.
Dawn: You can! You've got to. Look, I've got your back, but this is something you have to do. It's something you were born to do. Here, this belongs to you.

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