A couple of shape-shifters, a vampire and demoness walk into a crater... It was like the start of a bad joke - and the Strip of Vegas, coincidentally, was only a car ride away. The only one still laughing, though, was Sabra and, while due to chemical inebriation, her mind was finding the sight of a vampire actually helping another creature utterly hilarious. Mouth wide open in what passed for laughter, while one hand pointed at the sight and the rest of her body collapsed to the ground, too gripped by the illogical humour of hte situation to gather enough strength to remain standing up.

In truth, though, Daniel had an excellent idea. The problem was that Sabra was only able to make a token scrabble from the impact point. Loose soil being kicked over her in the process.

"Burn it! Burn it!"

But the suggestion was amidst happy mirth. Sabra laughing her head off, even as the hungering ooze tried to pool itself together behind her.

All things considered, this had to rate as one of the most bizarre life-or-death situations in Nevada's living memory.