Sark reached towards his shotgun and repeated his question, this time more aggressive: 'Madam were you bitten?' 'Jessie's eyes wandered towards the people fighting the ghouls. Her jaw stiffened. 'No, I was not bitten! But I must know! Where are you heading?' Sark's grip around his gun loosened. 'we are heading to the Behills Hospital. We figured out driving there by the motorway might save us trouble with these', he jerked his head to the ghouls, 'well whatever they are called!' 'I see. I was also heading there. You might giving me a ride?' Before Sark could answer they all suddenly felt something, a suppressing feeling, something invisible straining down on them. Jessie knew this feeling all too well and she also knew who the source of that feeling was. Her eyes caught a figure in the far, Nighyel. Nighyel was jumping her way towards the intersection, swinging her arms in the process and with a wide grin on her face. 'Who is that?', Dean demanded, whipping off the sweat from his face. 'She looks like a human but all my instincts are telling me that woman is dangerous!' Sark and Larah simply nodded. Jessie, however, she was occupied with replaying the evens of the police station. Her veins were on the verge to pop and her face had reddened. The grip around the bag became tighter. Her whole was vibrating from hatred and exactly that hatred could be heard as she began explaining: 'I don't know about these monsters but guys I can tell you one thing. That woman is far more dangerous. And she killed', for a beat the hatred in her voice was replaced by sorrow, 'someone dear to me. However, today is not the day for vengeance. Nighyel waved after Jessie. 'We meet again! Oh John was such a fine man! If you stay you will be able to see him again. Don't you want' – 'Fuck you!', Jessie bellowed. She got inside the car. 'Drive if you want to live!' Right after that Nighyel rose one arm and in it a small fire ball formed. Suddenly the fire ball increased in size and the heat was so strong that not even Dean and the others were spared. This sight made Sark chuckle: 'We had our hands full of monsters and bow that? It's getting interesting!' He drove off. Just after that Nighyel shot the fire ball into the heaven. There it exploded and countless smaller fireballs rained down, not distinguishing between ghouls and humans. Some were also targeting the car Dean was in. For their luck Sark was the driver and he successfully evaded every fire ball. Of course, he couldn't evade the pressure of the emerging explosions. The cars were almost thrown off. 'That woman seemed to know you!', Larah uttered, restraining herself from shouting due to Hope who was sleeping. 'Don't tell me you faced her and you are still alive?' 'I didn't face her! John faced her, sacrificing himself. That's the only reason I am still alive. But! One day! One day I will that smile of that bitch's face even if I must die for it!' The group had put enough space between Nighyel and the ghouls. The motorway was in sight.
Meanwhile
Sarah peered around the corner. There was no one. She resumed her walk, the gun always raised. Nade was supposed to watch her back and he did that. Since they had left the room of the dead presidents 10min had passed and Nade had done his job well, killing 5 ghouls so far. At the next intersection Sarah heard some grunts and she halted. '3 ghouls!', she counted. 'Sarah, we'll have to do it without my ability this time! The demon in me is revolting! It must be because I killed another demon because' – 'Nade, I have a question! You said to the demon he shouldn't be here because the red moon had just started, meaning the red moon makes it possible or easier for demons and angels to come over to our world. My question is now, how come you are possessed. I mean for that to happen a demon would have to kind of come over to this world or am I wrong?' 'No you are right and smart moreover. Well, there exist two sides. The dark priest and the light priest. Dark priest pray to the demons and the others to the angels. There has always been a war between the two sides. There was a time, but far in the past where this war was no secret. Like the two sides would recruit followers. After a big war however, they became less active. The world turned more modern and steadily everything was forgotten, by the normal people. Still, the war went on. And of course to gain the upper hand contracts to angels or demons had to be made. So people, especially children were experimented on. Rituals were performed, rituals which allowed demons and angels to cross over. Of course these rituals were not harmless! Too many people died. I was one of the survivors. The only reason I was able to flee were because of the hunters. There seemed to be two people who were hunting dark, light priests, angels and demons. Damn they were hunting everything that they deemed not normal. I never got to know who they are. I only knew that they were strong, damn strong! And' – 'Wait, didn't you say there are 3 ghouls there? Now way they didn't hear us!' When Sarah looked after the ghouls, she rejoiced: 'Why am I not surprised that you two are still alive? Hahaha!'