According to what he’d learned at Vampire World Command, the biggest cities before the war were still the most active cities today. He wanted to try for Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris, reasoning that if anyone was still flying west, they’d be flying out of de Gaulle. Reginald and Nikki had to find a way to stow away and make it to New York, and from New York, they had to make it to Philadelphia. Because not far outside of Philadelphia, the Delaware river made a shape that Reginald had seen once when he’d memorized an entire wall of atlases… and then had seen again in the mind of Malcolm the seer, paired with a statue of an angel with fangs. By the time they stopped south of Vienna, the nights were becoming cold. The days were beginning to shorten and equal the days as the equinox dawned. It was strangely appropriate. There were equal amounts of night and day — equal amounts of time given to the two warring species. The world had changed. They avoided cities on the trip north, but still encountered vast fields of death.
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