The mayor placed her hand on the invisible barrier, and the pattern of her print glowed blue before she removed her hand. She slipped on a pair of white rubber gloves and a face mask before sitting in the chair by Rose's bed.
"Those who speak of the existence of the supernatural are either silenced by death or are driven to suicide after being labeled mentally unwell," the mayor continued. "It's something that has been happening for centuries."
"Elves, vampires, shapeshifters, monsters that feed on human flesh." She looked at Mikayla, "What if they all exist? What if all this time, the people who we call insane were trying to warn us, but we were too cocky and naive to listen?"
"Gregory Hendrix tried to warn us of flesh-eating demons, and Amaira Hendrix cried vampire, but what did we do?" Mayor Mayweather questioned. She narrowed her eyes at Mikayla, "What did we do, Mikayla?"
