The night was yet young
Preparations were being processed
Scott moved back and forth, east and west throughout his apartment
This part of the day was always the most reckoning to him
Though it was still soon for him to head out, a false move could end his life
This move could be a simple lack of materials
"Onions: Check. Arrows: Check. Stake: Check" and the list went on
The final piece was the cross that hung by a small leather necklace around his throat
It was made of pure lead, though the effectiveness didn't come from the metalic alloid, but from the symbolism the crest pursued
Scott also wore a small bible in his back pocket
The passage of grace and prosperity could always come in handy in his line of work
Hours passed and it seemed time to head out
Scott left his apartment, locking the door behind him and headed to the night club
"Time to hunt" he told himself as he took seat upon his newly refurbished harley davidson



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