Hunting and beer. That, Sam found, was surprisingly something worth looking into. He kicked a broken chunk of the china cabinet to the side and nodded. "Yeah. That'll work."
Shifting in place for a moment, he surveyed the area around them and frowned. It was a shame, knowing that those vampires had managed to best the people who had lived here. They had taken away their home. Their life. Everything.
"C'mon," Sam started, moving past her, "let's get the hell outta here."