Bouwe traced the walls trying to find a lightswitch in the dark.
"I've almost forgotten how dark the nights can get without my bloodseeker eyes." His joke softly echoed trough the black abyss around them.
With the pale guiding light of a mobile phone he finally found a metal rack holding candles and he lit one.
The small speck of warm light pierced trough the darkness and lit up just enough to reveal the floor and a pillar with a stone water basin on it.
Just enough to guess why the roof was too far up too see, to guess why the place was so cold and why their voices echoed from afar.

They had snuck into the Kilo Point Parish's back entrance. 
"Breaking and entering in the house of god. The one sin I didn't have on my vampire consciousness." Bouwe kept up the lighthearted banter, but in manner of speaking you could hear a slight trace shock and fear.
"At least we'll be somewhat safe here. Many of us- I mean, them. Many of them still respect religious buildings as an area of sanctuary for humans."
Bouwe lit a few other candles, then slipped some money into the donation box and walked over to the basin of holy water to draw a cross.
He sighed of relief when the water did nothing that water wouldn't normally do. Somewhere he still expected it to burn like acid.
He seemed remarkable calmer after this.
"So what's our plan?"