Keiron exited the alley and began walking up toward the church. He could see its golden cross reaching high in the sky upon the enormous steeple. While the cross shimmered in the sun, Keiron felt like it was calling to him. The closer he got, the now pleasant sensation was magnified.
Keiron walked up the steps to the church and entered. It was mostly empty. A priest turned around from setting up candles. He studied Keiron for a moment and then beckoned to him. Keiron followed.
They walked into a back room and the priest closed the door behind them. Keiron tried to remain calm about the slightly creepy interaction.
"Are you here for bloodletting?" the priest asked.
"What?"
"Your blood. Your Ramsey blood."
"I may be able to, but first I need to settle a family debate on how our blood
