Aftershocks part 4|
LadyStarlight Ė May 8, 2004
The bag that swings from your wrist is heavy and you can hear the blood sloshing in the containers. The sound takes you back to the farm, bringing pails of milk to the house for breakfast and you smile. Itís a good memory, one you havenít thought of in a while and, in a roundabout way, you have Spike to thank for it.
You pick your way through the tombstones, looking for Spikeís crypt. The directions that Xander gave you, once he realized that you were serious, are clear and concise, and you find it without too much trouble.