Chapter Seventeen
Olsen grabbed the vial of Holy Water.423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF9nTz6RiI6
'Reverend Moore. It's time'.423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJlxy2SfcvZ
He focused on the darkness of the old cemetery.423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCkqZv3287W
'Blood'. 423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡozdr98XkCx
'There's a lot of deaths in New York, Olsen'.423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCCpQbCngQa
'What do we do now?', he asked him. 423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlHGhgbIkWw
'Kill the vampires', Reverend Moore answered.423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6oSHZ5Jpag
He didn't smile.423Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD0Xyc13ZbS
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