"I think we have enough-oh shit."
Because this was an old house, a real old house, made entirely of wood, that was quite dry right now. Which meant...this thing was burning, and fast.
Ben looked at the vampire, then back at Ben, then at the vampire as it bares its fangs at them. "Okay...okay okay, we can...we can handle this." Gulp. "Make a break for the door, I throw him into the fire, and we set this place to flame as we escape. Vampires burn right?"
Arson for a heroic cause he'd call it.
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