Angpetu sighed as she searched around with Cryus in the back room, checking out things. Kneeling down she touched the dried blood and then smelled it carefully. Pulling back she grimaced. “No, he was dead,” she said flatly as she rose back up and looked at the foot steps in the dust. “Still is in a way,” she added as she slowly followed the trailed out of the room and towards the back door of the Sheriffs office. She knew what she just said would probably be met with disbelief and such but she didn’t care. She had been dealing with the Kindred, a term for the undead, for the majority of her life at this point and had seen too many things not to know that people could still walk far after death if the circumstances were right. 

	Turning around she looked back over towards Cyrus and sighed as she rubbed her temples. She needed a new team but this was not how she wanted to go about it. Sadly she didn’t have much choice in the matter right now. The undead were tricky to kill. “Sorry but need some information. Who are you, who did you kill, how long ago did you kill them, how did you kill them and what was the weapon you killed them with made of?” she asked quickly as she stood there. She waited for an answer as the Sheriff can running in, leaving his ever flawed deputy outside watching over the newest corpse just in case.

	“Ang, what in tarnation is going on?” he asked as he spit his toothpick out of his mouth and onto the ground.

	“You don’t want to hear this Conner,” she said quickly as she stood there.

	“The hell I don’t woman, I got bodies disappearing from my office, people dying on the streets left and right without known cause and a padre who is tired of funerals. Now tell me woman what is going on,” the sheriff retorted quickly.

	“The hell you do, now git Conner. I mean it. You aren’t ready for this shit. Go back to your business and let me take care of mine,” she said as she griped her rifle in her hands. 

	“Dagnabbit woman! Tell me!”

	“Fine, he was dead but now he is undead. He is walking around out there somewhere right now looking for someone to feed from to regain his strength and if I don’t find him and figure out what the hell kind of undead he is you are going to have a lot more bodies on your hands,” she stated quickly in a non-comical voice that was as serious as the day was long. Conner just looked at her dumfounded. He had known Angpetu for years, she was always sensible and had always spoke truth to him so he knew whatever she said she had meant it but he was having a hard time wrapping his head about this one.

	“You’re right, I don’t want to know,” he said before walking back out the door to deal with things that didn’t sound like they had just come from the mouth of a lunatic. 

	“Told you,” she said shaking her head before directing her attention back over towards Cyrus. “Now, as I was asking….The questions, what are your answers?”