*walking silently as a wraith, the child still doesn't notice Paul's aura; as a vampire, the energy of his existence is muted and inverted, making it difficult to detect at the best of times*

*he's now slipped through the sea-grass and under a barbed-wire fence, ending up on a long, dark, deserted beach, its smooth curves licked by a restless sea, the horizon still glowing with the sun that had just slipped beneath its edge*


[[Aagh, sorry, I thought I'd answered this! T_T]]