Chapter Forty
The morning sun's glow hit the cemetery's wrought-iron fence. The battering of the coffins stoked a fire in the grimness of time itself; the battering was sudden, and violent, as Olsen Moore, the caretaker, wiped a rag across his forehead.430Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIKGG0uZCc6
'I told you, Sir, no vampires'.430Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE93w9MPhyC
'They're asleep, man. Asleep'.430Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSTnU5xKrIo
'Yes, Sir. Dead'.430Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdT2zUpfv0Q
'They're not dead! They're evil!', Olsen stated.430Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM9baDXhkYa
The hunter sighed, and left the old man alone.430Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlYDa1w54sK
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