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.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3eDoTdQehT
'I told you, Sir, no vampires'.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIHgqJ0gFC6
'They're asleep, man. Asleep'.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡufhYsGKwmN
'Yes, Sir. Dead'.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfweUb4KkUH
'They're not dead! They're evil!', Olsen stated.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBUSS767np8
The hunter sighed, and left the old man alone.429Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdd62F9ssWz
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