Through the gate the odd couple goes, only to find themselves on yet another path.  This one is at least paved,  in between stretches of dirt where the paving has broken down and worn away.  It's not as spooky as that damn churchyard, though, and the mist seems to lighten up just a bit--soon they find construction equipment and a jury-rigged chain-link fence on one side of the path and a dirty white van on the other.<br/><br/>+++<br/><br/>Zach loses himself in the fight.  When he comes to, when the red, red haze of fury fades and his eyes clear, the two monsters lie inert at his feet, bashed beyond recognition.  And even though he can feel the burn and sting where the ichor from one hit his pant leg, eating through the cloth and into the flesh underneath, he feels surprisingly good.<br/><br/>The way ahead must be clear.  There's a gas station up ahead, and he can hear an engine running...