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Adam flew them over the c*****e toward the forsaken grounds. Victims and innocents alike looked up at their coming. The gray-skinned creatures screeched at them while those untouched by darkness fled into their homes. The closer they came to the cemetery the quieter the city became until a hushed silence fell over the streets beneath them.
Sarah wrapped her arms around herself as a sudden chill soaked into her body. “Did you just feel something?”
“Like someone walked over your grave?” Adam wondered.
“Yeah.”
“No.”
Sarah looked up at him in disbelief. “Seriously?”
He smiled. “No. I felt it, too. It’s the aura of the demon.”
She arched an eyebrow. “Like a soul?”
He shook his head. “No. Ruthven can explain it better than me, but it’s kind of like the energy something put
