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Angel remained behind as Gus led them inside the only door, up three steps into a dark anteroom. There was the usual light tincture of ammonia and earth, and a sensation of heat not artificially manufactured. Gus parted a heavy curtain, revealing a wide room with three windows overlooking the park.
Silhouetted before each window were three beings, hairless, unclothed, standing as still as the building itself, arranged like statues standing guard over the canyon of Central Park.
Fet raised his silver sword, the blade angling upward like the needle of a gauge measuring the presence of evil. All at once, he felt his hand struck, the sword handle springing loose from his grip. His other arm, the one gripping the weapon bag, jumped at the shoulder, suddenly lighter.
The bag handles had been cut. He turned his head in time to see his blade enter the side wall, piercing it deeply, quivering, the bag of weapons dangling from it.
He then felt a knife at the side of his throat. Not a silver blade, but instead the point of a long iron spike.
A face, next to him—so pale, it glowed. Its eyes bore the deep red of vampiric possession, its mouth curled into a toothless scowl. Its swollen throat pulsed, not with blood flow but anticipation.
“Hey…” said Fet, his voice disappearing into nothingness.
He was done for. The speed with which these ones moved was incredible. So much faster than the animals outside.
But the three beings at the windows—they had not moved.
Setrakian.
The voice, appearing within his mind, was accompanied by a numbing sensation that had the effect of clouding his thoughts.
Fet tried to look over at the old professor. He still held his staff, the interior blade sheathed. Another hunter stood at his side, holding a similar spike to his temple.
Gus walked past them. He said, “They’re with me.”
They are silver-armed. A hunter’s voice—not as debilitating as the other.
Setrakian said, “I come not to destroy you. Not this time.”
You would never get so close.
“But I have been close in the past, and you know it. Let us not rehash old battles. I wish to set all that aside for the time being. I have placed myself at your mercy for a reason. I want to deal.”
To deal? What could you possibly have to offer?
“The book. And the Master.”
Fet felt the vampire goon ease off his neck just a few millimeters, the point of the spike still in contact with his flesh but no longer poking at his throat.
The beings at the windows never moved, the commanding voice in his head unwavering.
And what is it you want in return?
Setrakian said, “The world.”
Nora spotted the dark figures siphoning passengers in the aft car. She kicked at the back of the knee of the man in front of her, pulling her mother and Zack past him, shouldering aside a woman in a business suit and sneakers in order to exit the derailed train.
Somehow, she got her mother down the long step without dropping her. Nora looked forward to where the front car had left the track, angled tight against the tunnel wall, and realized she had to go the other way.
She had departed the claustrophobia of the stuck train for the claustrophobia of an under-river tunnel.
Nora unzipped the side compartment on her travel duffel and pulled out her Luma lamp. She powered it on, the battery humming to life, the UVC bulb crackling indigo, burning hot.
The tracks lit up before her. Vampire discharge was everywhere, fluorescent guano, covering the floor and sprayed on the walls. Evidently, they had been crossing this way to the mainland for days, and by the thousands. It was the perfect environment for them: dark, dirty, and concealed from surface eyes.
Others disembarked behind them, a few using mobile phone screens to light their way. “Oh, my God!” one shrieked.
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