The night was specially dark in that forest located on Imladris. That time of the year, Findara was revaged by the emptyness of the sky. Not a single star or moon could be saw. San made himself a small fire so he wouldn't feel cold during the dawn. The job should be done. The vampire hunter hears a noise coming through the woods and stands up, looking around while holding tight his sword.

"Who's there?" He demanded to know.