"Staked them down and let the sun fry them. Once they're drained down so low, regular chains would've held them." He couldn't help but shiver a little as he worked on the lock. Of all the ways he didn't want to die, that one was at the top of the list. He'd take a straight up stake to the heart over drainers any day.

"Pretty sure, yeah." When he got the lock open, he put the pick away and drew his gun, slipping in through the door first.