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Zak and Clara wearily built a fire and made camp. The night air was bitter but the magic in their blood numbed the sting. Having caught Krampus, they felt they were out of immediate danger, but they knew better than to relax completely.
Oberon’s attack-dog was contained but there was still an ancient psychopath on the loose. And even though Trapp would most likely disguise himself somehow until he could disappear forever, the pair decided to alternate guard duties through the night.
Paranoia robbed them both of a good night’s sleep.
With morning came more snow. Zak, for one, was thankful the next leg of their hunt led them back into the city where it was warmer. The pair returned to Hampstead Heath, to where they had first lost sight of Hans Trapp. There, they followed his barely vi
