The Longest Winter Ever

Chapter 3

I drew my twin revolvers loaded with 12 gauge slugs cover in white phosphorus ,which burns the wound to stop the bleeding, so they can't regenerate. Both revolvers, one named the judge and the other the executioner. I ready myself for battle, but am I ready for this? Can't regret anything now. I must fight them. As I get ready to fire my second shot I take my aim and fire and in that moment I realize that in the distance my drunk ally is nearby with his push over weapon. Some scythe sword thing. As the first vampire fell I felt the shockwave as Sekkusu sliced the one to my left in two and in that moment I turned and switched my twin revolvers in to twin daggers and start to slice the limbs of one of the vampires. As I finished it off with a point blank shot to the face I turn to see my friend killing to last one. "You know you shouldn't waste your ruble on drinks or at least buy one to share" "Then what's the point of drinking, besides its fun saving you and your depressing self." "There's a difference between depressed and not limiting yourself". "Anyway the others are located south of hear near another town" "I hope there's a tavern there with stronger drinks" "you know you should try older whiskey, terrible taste but hits hard" "not strong enough". As we headed towards the town we both knew there was no going back and I no problems with that. Going to places unknown and more vampires to slay, why not, probably women for my friend. It's perfect. What could go wrong. But in the mist of realizing that I could be wrong it was to late we were at the entrance to the town of Salem.