The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 263

In the distance a branch snapped. Both women turned towards the sound, but Julia growled. It sounded surprisingly like a wolf, even though she was in human form.

“You said something about there being an abandoned farm?”

“Yeah,” Julia said.

“Did you notice a verse on the arch for this section?”

“Yeah… uh… Genesis… Nine…”

Clara’s eyes widened.

“Three?” Clara confirmed.

“How did you know?”

a moody, high-contrast photograph of a derelict 1800s farm, with rusty, overgrown farm equipment scattered throughout the yard, surrounded by tangled weeds and vines, the wooden barn's roof partially collapsed, with broken wooden beams protruding from the structure, and worn, faded wooden siding, set against a dramatic, cloudy sky with rays of sunlight peeking through the gaps, casting long shadows across the abandoned farm, in a warm, earthy color palette with muted greens, browns, and grays, evoking a sense of nostalgia and decay.

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.