The apprentices dragged the body aside, cleared the tables, and lifted the entrance to the basement.
"Who's there?" someone asked from below.
Then came a scream, caused by the oil along with the box being thrown in; Logan lit a cigarette, then tossed it down as well.
An apprentice sealed the entrance with mudstone.
"You're being wasteful, Logan," complained an apprentice.
"I'd get caught by Miriam for the smell if I smoked it," Logan explained calmly, then turned to look at the creatures breaking out of their skulls, pointed his revolver, and the blessed silver bullet pierced through one of them. It shrieked and struggled on the ground for a while before stopping altogether.
An apprentice threw a firebomb over, and the creature struggled again until, after a while, it finally turned into a charred lump in the flames.
