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Suddenly, all around him, without figures or
forms that could be seen, the burning torches around the
town were extinguished one by one, causing the town of
Skitabaer to be completely consumed in darkness, apart
from the full moon high in the sky, which suddenly caught
Wren’s attention.
‘Fucks sake,’ grunted Wren, looking at the giant
moon above him. He knew the trouble the full moon
brought with certain breeds of vampire, and how
sometimes they planned feeding patterns to coincide with
the lunar event to benefit from its power.
More of the torches were snuffed out, followed
with maniacal giggling and painful wheezing, as if a crowd
of people were struggling to breathe through punctured
lungs. The lights to the town were fully extinguished, then
the thud, thud, thud of many, many forms could be heard
landing on the roofs of houses and into the ground below.
‘Oh no, the dark, I’m so fucking scared,’ mocked
Wren, miming someone being terrified by flailing his arms.
He focused his eyes, and an unnatural gift came about him,