Martin opened the case of the smoke generator. He studied the thing for a few seconds and then took out the water tank.
A wicked grin on his face.
The pale moonlight shone trough the stained glass onto the bottle of clear water that Martin had harvested from the device.
The now empty tank was then filled with blood from a blood pack.
"AB+, slightly bitter aftertaste and a strong feel. All in all a good year!" Martin joked.
He was all too pleased with himself.