Chapter Seventeen
Olsen grabbed the vial of Holy Water.465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkDPWMPFn9K
'Reverend Moore. It's time'.465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7lEFTZCNWD
He focused on the darkness of the old cemetery.465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg6ihGbDqJw
'Blood'. 465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Kk82Lbhv5
'There's a lot of deaths in New York, Olsen'.465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmcvA53WMWV
'What do we do now?', he asked him. 465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqwP7KojPPl
'Kill the vampires', Reverend Moore answered.465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2xSkqn2IVB
He didn't smile.465Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw8F3ZQFJPv
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