Antonio was no stranger to holes, having spent decades in his past in one crypt, cave, or another, hiding from humans and the daylight. The modern world made for modern conveniences and far more acceptance for the eccentricities apparent of vampirism. The dimness in the corridor did nothing to hamper his vision, in fact, the lack of light was welcome to his sensitive eyes.

"Shall I take point?" It was a whisper in the darkness, but the closeness of the corridor made louder speech unnecessary.