Chapter Seventeen
Olsen grabbed the vial of Holy Water.379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡprDrGR7i8W
'Reverend Moore. It's time'.379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNUjQ17vaKk
He focused on the darkness of the old cemetery.379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkZajbMXx7m
'Blood'. 379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7bcfAAOA2m
'There's a lot of deaths in New York, Olsen'.379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡql5WcE7qJM
'What do we do now?', he asked him. 379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcQbDIAsmOh
'Kill the vampires', Reverend Moore answered.379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVc5Rm73r5n
He didn't smile.379Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJgAkBhYugN
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