Jake looked up, his face streaked with tears and spittle. He nodded as his face broke once more, spilling tears over Stephen's already wet clothes. “Let's do it,” he eventually said as he stood up gingerly. He rubbed at his leg. It was throbbing. His fingertips kneaded the scar tissue where another vampire had left his mark, in another land. Another world.
“I can still feel the pull of them,” the Vicar said as he looked up at the town. “This whole place feels evil.” He looked at Tamatan, who was stood head bowed, allowing Jake his moment.
“It is an evil den. The worst of places. The evil from the monsters that live here has polluted the buildings, polluting the very ground on which we stand. We need to be back in the forest as quick as we can. Not even I can fight off what lurks here. Le
