Chapter 156
Beneath the town of Sunnydale the vampires prepared. Absolom prepared Luke as the vessel. Tonight Luke would devour every human he could. Every person he killed would give the Master strength. Right now the Master rested comatose in a pool of blood. He might be weakened, but he was far too powerful to simply ot exist. Luke knew this might cost him his life, but he would make the sacrifice. The humans had covered the earth like a plaque of boils, but not for much longer. Luke and the other vampires were willing to die to return humanity to the nothingness from which they came. The days of living amongst the human pestilence, compromise, surviving on their blood, would soon be over. Absolom preached to the group.
"We have been put down my kinsman. We hve lost our way, and we have lost the night. But despair is for the living. Where they are weak, we will be strong. Where they weep, we rejoice. And where they bleed, we dring. Soon the Master will rise. We shall place our faith in him. And he will show us the way."