Was she friend or foe? Just keep quiet he told himself. His stomach spun. He was strong, he could take her. But she was a threat? 

“By the vampire code, you must repay me for your release,” she said. 

“So, you are an opportunist, what a relief.” he said. “What is your name madame?”

“I am Sarah,” she smiled, “We need to go—Wilhelm.” 

“Go where?”

“I have a safe house for you, but we need to move, fast.”

He looked around the room noticing all the other coffins. 

“Where am I?”

“The De Morlais Tomb.”

He felt a sharp pain in his heart. The memories flooded back. Tegan, she did this to me—with those hunters, the O’Rourkes. He hopped out of the coffin, following Sarah toward the main gate.

The cold wind felt familiar as did the gray autumn sky. He was buried in 1945, he hoped Boston was somewhat recognizable to him.