Final Stand
Carefully placing the stake over the woman's heart, you raise your left arm to place a mighty blow. Left arm falling with speed and strength of heavenly vengeance, the hammer and stake give off a shrill "ping!" as the stake plunges through her body.
Red-black blood begins to ooze slowly from the wound. Surprisingly, she offers no struggle, but you believe you hear the faintest sigh escape her lips.
Although she was no longer a member of the human race, you still offer a silent prayer for whatever may have remained of her soul. You hope fervently that once the poor bastards that became these things turned, nothing of a human soul remained.
Turning away and leaving her remains to darkness, you make your way back to the light and 11th Avenue.
Will you:
Red-black blood begins to ooze slowly from the wound. Surprisingly, she offers no struggle, but you believe you hear the faintest sigh escape her lips.
Although she was no longer a member of the human race, you still offer a silent prayer for whatever may have remained of her soul. You hope fervently that once the poor bastards that became these things turned, nothing of a human soul remained.
Turning away and leaving her remains to darkness, you make your way back to the light and 11th Avenue.
Will you: