Elizabeth finished her drink quickly and walked a respectable distance between her and Lilith, not enough for her to feel like she was being tailed.Lilith apparently came to greet another Lord, this one she recognized Lord Maleon who was part of parliament, and she was being very sweet by greeting him.She secured herself in a dark spot and in earshot distance."Lord Maleon" her voice was more seductive now and her actions were bolder "all the girls are fighting to spend time with you" the mature grey-haired gentleman was responding very well to her advances "lucky for both of us…it’s my turn.""Miss Lilith" he was happy for the attention "you have always denied me, told me no, and now you are seeking me out." he could barely believe his luckThe beautiful dark-haired woman placed her hand on his chest, leaning closer to him "I must admit I was shy" she was clearly playing him up but he was enthralled by her "but now I can’t fight this anymore… let's go up and spend the night togeth

Sister Margaret took bold steps towards the creature with a stake in her hand "I will send you back to hell you demon" she was aiming towards the vampire’s chest."You fool…" Lilith said as she held the woman’s hand that held the wooden stake "you are mistaken if you think that you could dispose of me, you don’t even understand what I have been doing." her strength was so that the nun’s legs quivered and rested in a kneeling position.Even tho her body had betrayed Sister Margaret spirits did not "I don’t care because you can only do the work of the devil, and like him so shall fall." the determination in her eyes was great but Lilith’s grip was mightier.Thomas thought quickly and took a silver coin from his pouch and aimed it at Lilith’s hand, the one holding the sister, and threw it at her quickly and precisely that was enough for her to let go of her victim.Sister Margaret fell to the ground, and Lilith ran towards an abandoned building nearby, Thomas and Elizabeth ran towards th

Elizabeth had set up shop a block away from oxford street, which would help with ‘customers’. The place had a large window glass, giving a good view of the street, with letters painted on it reading: Society of Strange Occurrences; the door was beside the glass and it was painted green, as it was Elizabeth’s favourite colour.It was a two-room establishment, the first one was for people to entertain people that came in with their supernatural problems; It consisted of a desk and a table with chairs on the side. This was where Elizabeth was at the moment sorting out the place, making it look tidy and welcoming as possible, Thomas had gone out to run some errands. when she heard the bell from the door ring.Standing behind her, and just entering, there was a hunky Scotsman with a smile on his face ready to greet her “well, hello there.” he said with a completely understandable Peterhead accent.He had soft reddish-blond hair and a thick beard, and he was dressed as a countryman farm

The carriage stopped at the threshold of the village.“That’s as far as I will take you” the coachman said through the special window and moved to the back of the vehicle to take care of their cases, he wanted to leave the place before sundown.The passengers stepped out of the carriage and lucky for them Mr Murray was waiting for them. “Welcome…” he said as he extended his hands towards Thomas and Elizabeth “I am glad to see you again Miss Carter.” he said dashingly.“Oh please call me Elizabeth, I insist” she said shaking his hand.“And you must be her associate” he extended his hand towards Thomas.“Yes, Thomas Kent, nice to meet you, Mr Murray”The Scotsman patted him on the shoulder “call me Alan, if the lady insists on using her name so will I…” he moved to where the coachman was and helped him with the cases “I came down here knowing the carriage might not want to come to our little village I am surprised he has taken you so far.”Thomas joined him and lifted some of them, div

Elizabeth glanced at Maggie, she didn’t want her to spend more time here than she needed to "You can go home now"The governor's daughter turned her back and started walking back to town.Thomas hurriedly made one last question "Where could we find, your friend Rory?"Maggie turned her face one last time "He is in the carpentry just down the road, near the pub, it has a green door you can't miss it" after this she made her way back to her house.Elizabeth knelled on the floor beside Thomas contemplating the soil as it was hiding some clue. "While we are here contemplating the rising dead I can’t help to remember the scars of the plague, it started in the 20’s and while it softened it still took a lot of lives" Her eyes fixed now on the tombs of the women who were incinerated."It does leave a mark on the ones that survived it, it was a nasty business, to us is a fading memory but to the ones that properly lived them I don’t think they will ever be the same" the former policeman said