The priests would flay the sacrifice and wear the skin. It takes practice to have a firm handshake with hands this small. I'd thought what I was trying to delay was my death. I tried to point at the necklace, but my arm was taped to a board with an IV running into my skin.
It poured a false calm over my body, and my mind. A failing of mine. It also might explain why I'd hit some older vamps from a distance, but they hadn't stopped. Here's hoping he didn't drop me.
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