First Line of yesterday:

“Um… guys?” Lewis’ voice from the back of the party wagon cut off whatever DK’s next argument would be. “Guys, I think we have a problem.”

Last Line of yesterday:

“Kill him. Kill him now. Kill him with fire and with silver, with cold iron and hot coals”

“Um…”

Current Word Count:
31891

Words Yesterday:
972

Par:
31780

Death Count:
9+

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