"Alright that's it!" Jessica pushed the log of wood that the vampire was cuting away and grabed the vampired by it's neck, she pushed him against the wall strong enough to at least leave a crack on it. With her other hand she withdrew her sword and was ready to slash at him and pierce his heart, she said to him now quite angry by his attitude "Listen carefully to me you filthy vampire, we're running out of time I don't give a crap if you want to take a part on this or not, I just want my answers and if you cooperate I MIGHT spare your stupid life. If you don't want to cooperate, I'm gonna make this as painful for you as possible and keep looking around this place by myself. You got 10 seconds to tell me what are you "supossed to do".

There was a crack in the wall as Jessica used her anger and strength to push the vampire male against the wall by his neck. He looked down at the sword and back at her as she threatened his life. However, by the look in his eyes, his life had been threatened hundreds of times already in the last few days. Suddenly, his nervous attitude morphed into anger, and he pushed Jessica away with a surprising strength. In pure fury, he threw the saw that was in his hand.

"I don't care about a feather or a god damn puzzle! I just want to earn a decent wage and enjoy what life I have." He growled in disgust.

"You want the answer so bad?!," He fishes into his pocket, "Here!"

He brings out a blood soaked piece of paper. However, just as he goes to hand it to them, a massive log falls from nowhere and onto a conveyor belt that uses a buzz saw to cut through the center of the logs. The saw was broken off by the sheer force of the log, and because of it the saw is launched from the belt and straight through the vampire's neck. His eyes widen, and he stays still for a moment until his head rolls onto the ground. Marcus looked around, mouth agape, and turned to Jessica in horror. Black blood was soaked on both of their faces, however his face made her gasp. Curious, Marcus slowly bent down to pick up the slip of paper and open it. Marcus looks at Jessica in shock and whispers, "six...". Not only had the blood soaked note spelled out six, but the black blood on Jessica's face was in an unmistakable pattern.

"6".

Jessica let go the man and steped backwards, she blocked the saw that the vampire threw with her sword and finally he decided to talk. Apparently the court did have a feather... and now the vampire was handing her the piece of paper. When she was about to take it something fell from above breaking the saw that was on the room, this one went right on the vampire's neck and cut the monster's head off.

A few seconds after Marcus took the paper and looked at her in shock "What?" she stood still kinda nervous for his reaction and then he whispered a number "6".

She took a few seconds to realise that the number was probably on her face marked by the blood. Jessica cleaned her face with her clothes "So... 13 and now 6, the 20 from earlier.... what does this mean?". Jessica stood in silence trying to figure out an answer, but shook her head and realised that they still need to find the others and put all the pieces of the puzzle toghether, "Should we help the others or keep looking in other places?" she asked Marcus as she handed him a piece of her clothes to clean up his face.

Otael had been standing in the graveyard, silent, lost in his own mind. It wasn't until much later he would return to the physical world and feel his true body again. He looked around him, trying to get his bearings straight when he realized a large portion of the group was missing. He started to panic, his heart rate skyrocketed as he looked around more frantically. Before he could ask where everyone had gone, he noticed smoke reaching for the clouds. He stopped in his tantrum to look at the signal, only one of his friends would have tried to burn down a building while dealing with a puzzle. He quickly ran over to the fire and charged straight through the doors of the building consumed in unholy embers. The fragile wood shattered around him, as he looked up to see the mysterious man who had joined their party being attacked by some demon. Otael did not hesitate in charging to tackle the burning creature.

Marcus was surprised at the freak accident that somehow seemed way too convenient. He snapped out of his absent mindedness to acknowledge Jessica, "We should probably head back to the graveyard and wait for the others if that sounds appropriate with you." He wiped the blood from his face using Jessica's clothing. He was pretty upset that he had just gotten vampire blood all over his new clothes. Oh well, it comes with the territory.

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The vampire begins to cut the wood more frantically in response to Jessica's tone, turning to her for only a moment before turning back to the wood. "I said I don't want any part of this..."

Meanwhile on the other side of town, as the group looks around the fishermen's shack, they begin to realize that the food on the table was fresh, as if someone had been there just before them. Even looking at the patterns on the walls, there seemed to be nothing interesting about this place. Looking on the "bed", there is a small pillow on top of it.

Boris goes for the bed and pulls off the small pillow. Hopefully the key is under it, unless it's a trap.

"Let's see what's under here..."

As Boris looked underneath the pillow, he took notice of a small key that was resting underneath it.

Otael charged through the fragile wood of the church, breaking it apart effortlessly as the tendrils of flames did nothing to his already scarred and disfigured skin. He took notice of the demonic beast charging at The Minister. He did not hesitate to tackle this being, rushing forward in an attempt to surprise him. However, demons are seldom surprised, and the beast turned and wrapped it's flaming tail around the disfigured man's body, pulling him close before moving to rake his claws against the man's face.

"Found the key!" Boris exclaimed in surprise. He lift up the object and showed it to his companions.

"Now let's head back to the library and finish this once and for all."

"Good," Desmond smiled at the key Boris had at hand. The stitcher lead the way back to the library; the librarian should be pleased or should they keep it a secret?

The librarian acknowledged them, however went back to her book after a moment. The back rom was there for them to open.

Boris heads to the door and place the key he found at the shack then fit it into the slot, then turned it to open the door.

"Please open..." he pleaded quietly.

Before opening, he reached to the other key he found back at the butchery to see any use of it, other than just for show. He checked the copper key closely. Should he use it also along with the shack key?

As Boris placed the key into the door, it opened with almost no effort. As the trio walked in, they saw a levy of old books, ranging from tomes to scrolls to leather clad. One was in the center, with a gargantuan lock keeping it closed.

Boris then looked at the copper key more closely, and the first thing he realized was that the copper was...rust. The key was actually silver. He also realized there were words on it. "Property of: The Minister"

"By the Gods..." Boris muttered in shock. He turned to the book sealed with a lock and fits it into the keyhole. He turned the key cautiously, hoping to hear the lock click.

"You wouldn't mind reading the book for us, would you, Septimius?"

"The minister?" Septimius blinked, "This is all the old man's? Interesting." He walked around and began opening some of the tomes and opening the scrolls, reading their content. He left the big book to Boris with the key. He looked up from one of the books, "Yea sure, open it and I'll read it. Sounds like fun. This stuff is amazing." He went back to the book, flipping through while checking its content with the scrolls and other tomes.