Tuesday, November 24
Isles of the Damned: Part 4a – Crystal Lake Island
They gathered on the deck of the Naoke under the pale moonlight.
“So,” said Kham. “What’s the plan?”
Von Grebel glared at Kham. “I never agreed to help you.”
“Yeah, well, I never agreed to help you either. And if I recall correctly, the Leviathan Bell controls undead, right?”
The vampire paused. “What’s your point?”
“I mean, we could just force you to tell us what we want, right?”
Von Grebel crossed his arms.
“That’s what I thought,” said Kham. “Since we’re stuck with each other, maybe we should concentrate on getting out of here.”
The vampire muttered something.
“What was that?” asked Kham.
“You heard me.”
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