He waited until twilight and went out with an wooden stack on one hand and a crucifix on the other, he was going to hunt the vampire who had taken away his beloved wife.
The end.
He waited until twilight and went out with an wooden stack on one hand and a crucifix on the other, he was going to hunt the vampire who had taken away his beloved wife.
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