He stood up again and turned back to come at me again. I hadn’t made it up past my knees, but I brought the knife around and made ready to fend him off again. I watched his legs tense and figured I had about three seconds before he was on me again. Then his head exploded. I mean, his head blew right the hell up.
I turned around to see Agent Amy holding a smoking Sig and looking over at me with a little smirk. “Nitro-tipped rounds. I’ve heard that decapitation works on these creatures, so I figured a headshot would be just the thing.”
“It’ll do, Agent Sweetbuns, but you might want to duck right about now.” I finished my sentence by hurling the Bowie knife right at her. Agent Amy hit the dirt and the knife buried itself up to the hilt in the chest of a vampire standing behind her. The best
