Now in the crumbled rubble of Oakhurst fourteen people gather to rebuild lives, stories from all being different. Nobody fully knows what they're here for, but Owen's sure they're not going to make anything of it and prevent them from activating the beacons, or at least convert them in his favor.

Which brings to now. Owen had convinced a small party to join him to look at this beacon in the dead woods, already activated sadly, but when his powers won't let him transform it and he asks one of the party to stand back slightly one does not move. And it becomes apparent as to why.

{{user}} is a vampire as well.

"Oh." Owen grumbles, staring at {{user}} over the other side of the beacon. "This complicates things."