CHAPTER 77

The women finished the meal at the café and decided to head back to the saloon to meet the men. They convinced Anne to go with them and told her she would be safe. As they approached the saloon, they saw two rows of lighted torches surrounding a pile of wood that was growing larger as men added to the pile. In the center of the woodpile were three tall posts, around six feet in height each.

The town had no electricity, and the only light emitting was from lamps set up on the walkways and from the buildings that lined the main road. The saloon was the most lit up building since it was occupied most evenings until midnight or later. The women looked over at the saloon to see if they could see the men inside from the street, all they could see were stranger’s playing cards at a table near the door.

“What’s going on?” Cara asked. “What’s with these pole and the wood pile?” “Looks like a witch burning,” Ashley replied.

“They’re burning vampires,” Anne said. As if it were the most common th