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 Sebastian Rook |
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The bats aren't the only things to leave the ship that foggy, London night in 1850. A small, frightened figure scurries down the gangplank and staggers on to th...... |
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A torch flared and burned with an orange flame. Its flickering light chased away the blackness, revealing the dark figure that held it – and many, many more. ...... |
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Strong hands grasped Jack's shoulders painfully from behind, and he looked up into the eyes of a vampire. He felt the claws prick through his skin, and small fl...... |
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