Pablo began to draw circles and runes on the ground around the small camp, he burned incense and papers while reciting old spells. Even some drops of his blood were spread here and there, he even pricked the fingers of both of them to use those drops of blood.
They were outdoors in front of the sea but they were both captivated by the chosen place, by all the mysticism that made all the hairs on their bodies stand up, even those in their most intimate parts, they undressed without shyness but Pablo made a gesture for them to stay away. Pablo prepared himself by drinking a packet of blood as a precaution.