Chapter Seventeen
Olsen grabbed the vial of Holy Water.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOrOElsPnuV
'Reverend Moore. It's time'.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFYNLMbCxVS
He focused on the darkness of the old cemetery.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJbfIop8Lwm
'Blood'. 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡepA4ZGKTT5
'There's a lot of deaths in New York, Olsen'.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcEIcyGGQvA
'What do we do now?', he asked him. 447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ83jf6lnyE9
'Kill the vampires', Reverend Moore answered.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLkn5uJHJf2
He didn't smile.447Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMhgN8EcBF3
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