April 14th, 1987

  The Brotherhood sent me to care of a vampire in London. The plane ride was a pain in the ass but it was the quickest way here, and it was quite. This vampire is going to be difficult to kill, it already killed 5 hunters in the most brutal ways. Night came it was time to end this nightmare. By the time I got to the vampire, it was too late for this young lady. Her neck was snapped and her throat was torn apart, but the vampire was crying by what it did. It begged for me to kill it, so I pulled out my revolver and shot it with a holy bullet. As I watched it burn down to ash I realized some monsters still have a soul, but some don't deserve mercy. I found the hunters that were killed, all had their throats ripped out, all blood gone, and their hearts gone. I avenged my brother's death but I must continue the Brotherhood work.

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