to kill tonight, wondering how much good it would do. Unlike other vampires this one didn't allow her victims to rise. And the people she killed tended to be the ones that were on their way to hell in the first place. Which didn't make her any less the evil spawn of Satan, and his sworn enemy. O'Connor pulled the backpack off of his shoulder and placed it against the coffin, unzipping it open. After digging around for a second he pulled a small flat metal container from the bag and twisted it open, revealing a number of small discs of unleavened bread. The hosts he had blessed himself after an all-night vigil mass he had said for no one. He took a couple of the wafers out of the container and twisted it shut, placing it carefully back into the pack. Standing back over the coffin, O'Connor began to break one of the wafers into small pieces and place them on top of the soil in the box. When one was gone he started to break the other one, until both wafers were spread among the soil, sterilizing it against the undead and making it useless as a resting place. Next O'Connor pulled a spray bottle from the backpack and walked over to the large chest that sat against the wall. The priest opened the chest, cringing for a moment as the hinges squealed. He looked around the chamber, which was still empty, then turned his attention back to