“Vampire,” Murphy said over his shoulder and heard the word being passed down.
He distanced himself from the wall and circled around the corner with his shotgun leading the way. It did not take long for him to find the threat, a vampire hunched over and feasting on a rifleman. Where’s the third?
A good question but there was no time. He lined up the forward bead and pulled the trigger. The weapons roared to life sending a volley of buckshot at its target. Given his range it only grazed the vampire’s leg.
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Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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