"No, he's the older one," answered Murkh, his eyes taking in what Damien was doing.
"A family of vampires you say," hummed Damien before standing up straight, "Do you have the filed report that was submitted to the council room?"
"It should be somewhere here. Ah, here it is," the lean doctor walked to the desk, his frame making Penny remind her of the time when she used to let a cloth dry as the wind blew at it. Handing over the parchment which was bound with a flap around it, Damien twisted it out to open the parchment and read what was written in it.
Penny in the meantime looked around the room which wasn't too big but enough to have more bodies in here. It made her wonder what happened to other bodies if the count increased in a day. Surely, there was a place to accommodate other bodies here or somewhere that wasn't too far from the council building.
