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Authors: Emily Dante
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away now. So he pushed the door open and ran
straight through. They were in the hallway of the castle, to their left was the
main entrance and freedom. Straight ahead stairs led upstairs, from where the
sounds of screaming were getting louder and louder. To the right was what
appeared to be a ballroom.
"Main
entrance?" she asked, and Constantine nodded, the time for subtlety had
long passed, they needed to get out quickly.
Taking three steps
forwards they had almost reached the door when from their right they heard a
woman's voice.
"Help me, please
help me."
Sara looked over and
wished that she hadn't.
The ballroom was huge,
and there had obviously been a dinner party of some sort going on when the
paranormal entities had first escaped.
Sara felt bile rise in
her throat, the acid burn of vomit staining her mouth.
She was looking into an
abattoir.
It looked as if a
mincing machine had run through a room full of smartly dressed people. The
walls were splattered, the ceiling was splattered and the floor was coated with
bits and pieces of black suited people.
There was hardly
anything recognisable as human in the room, at least nothing alive.
Placed in a neat row at
the very end of the table was a row of human heads. Heads which were being
slowly, carefully positioned by the young girl who had been the first to escape
from the cells.
Sara gasped as the girl
turned towards her. Her eyes met Sara’s and she smiled, blood leaking from the
corners of her mouth.
Sara could see two
sharp canine teeth just protruding from her lips. The girl was a vampire, so
vampires were real as well, shitting hell, Sara thought.
Lying at the girls feet
was a woman in a long black evening gown, or what was left of it, it had been
ripped and torn, and was hanging off her body. She appeared uninjured at the
moment, and other than being coated in other peoples' blood, and screaming in
terror, she looked ready to go to a party.
She was trying to crawl
across the carpet towards Sara, trying to drag herself away from her tormentor.
The small vampire girl.
Sara pulled towards
her, pity filling her, surely this woman was just a guest at the party. Surely
she had no idea what was going on in the rest of the house.
Constantine did not let
go of Sara's hand, instead he pulled her back, placing her behind him
protectively while he starred the child vampire down.
"Don't come
closer," he said, his voice harsh and throaty, Sara could feel his muscles
bunching he was tensing for intense physical violence.
The vampire smiled at
him, it was by no means a pleasant sight, and she leapt cat like on the woman’s
back, pinning her to the floor.
Grabbing the woman by
the chin the vampire leaned backwards. Sara heard the woman’s backbone
snapping, a sound that she hoped she would never hear again in her life.
Sara looked away, gorge
rising in her throat as the vampire ripped the woman’s head clean off her
shoulders, held it above her, opened her mouth and drank down her blood. The
girl’s tongue extended, and she lapped at the dying woman’s neck.
Blood ran down the
girl’s face and dress and she moaned in almost orgiastic delight.
Constantine took three
steps to the main door opened it and stepped out dragging the stunned Sara with
him.
The sun had only
recently gone down and the sky was cloudless, so a bright white light from the
full moon shone across the driveway and garden.
Sara could see the lawn
sloping down towards a small lake just off to her left, and off to her right it
gently sloped up to a screen of trees.
She stepped forwards,
ready to start across the drive. Sara wanted to get as far away from the creepy
little girl who drank blood from severed heads as humanly possible.
"Hang on,"
Constantine whispered, he scanned the lawn. "Look," he said, pointing
to a lump about 40 feet away, roughly halfway down the slope to the lake.
Sara looked carefully,
the lump was vaguely human shaped. It was half-human, half-lizard, with green
skin
straight through. They were in the hallway of the castle, to their left was the
main entrance and freedom. Straight ahead stairs led upstairs, from where the
sounds of screaming were getting louder and louder. To the right was what
appeared to be a ballroom.
"Main
entrance?" she asked, and Constantine nodded, the time for subtlety had
long passed, they needed to get out quickly.
Taking three steps
forwards they had almost reached the door when from their right they heard a
woman's voice.
"Help me, please
help me."
Sara looked over and
wished that she hadn't.
The ballroom was huge,
and there had obviously been a dinner party of some sort going on when the
paranormal entities had first escaped.
Sara felt bile rise in
her throat, the acid burn of vomit staining her mouth.
She was looking into an
abattoir.
It looked as if a
mincing machine had run through a room full of smartly dressed people. The
walls were splattered, the ceiling was splattered and the floor was coated with
bits and pieces of black suited people.
There was hardly
anything recognisable as human in the room, at least nothing alive.
Placed in a neat row at
the very end of the table was a row of human heads. Heads which were being
slowly, carefully positioned by the young girl who had been the first to escape
from the cells.
Sara gasped as the girl
turned towards her. Her eyes met Sara’s and she smiled, blood leaking from the
corners of her mouth.
Sara could see two
sharp canine teeth just protruding from her lips. The girl was a vampire, so
vampires were real as well, shitting hell, Sara thought.
Lying at the girls feet
was a woman in a long black evening gown, or what was left of it, it had been
ripped and torn, and was hanging off her body. She appeared uninjured at the
moment, and other than being coated in other peoples' blood, and screaming in
terror, she looked ready to go to a party.
She was trying to crawl
across the carpet towards Sara, trying to drag herself away from her tormentor.
The small vampire girl.
Sara pulled towards
her, pity filling her, surely this woman was just a guest at the party. Surely
she had no idea what was going on in the rest of the house.
Constantine did not let
go of Sara's hand, instead he pulled her back, placing her behind him
protectively while he starred the child vampire down.
"Don't come
closer," he said, his voice harsh and throaty, Sara could feel his muscles
bunching he was tensing for intense physical violence.
The vampire smiled at
him, it was by no means a pleasant sight, and she leapt cat like on the woman’s
back, pinning her to the floor.
Grabbing the woman by
the chin the vampire leaned backwards. Sara heard the woman’s backbone
snapping, a sound that she hoped she would never hear again in her life.
Sara looked away, gorge
rising in her throat as the vampire ripped the woman’s head clean off her
shoulders, held it above her, opened her mouth and drank down her blood. The
girl’s tongue extended, and she lapped at the dying woman’s neck.
Blood ran down the
girl’s face and dress and she moaned in almost orgiastic delight.
Constantine took three
steps to the main door opened it and stepped out dragging the stunned Sara with
him.
The sun had only
recently gone down and the sky was cloudless, so a bright white light from the
full moon shone across the driveway and garden.
Sara could see the lawn
sloping down towards a small lake just off to her left, and off to her right it
gently sloped up to a screen of trees.
She stepped forwards,
ready to start across the drive. Sara wanted to get as far away from the creepy
little girl who drank blood from severed heads as humanly possible.
"Hang on,"
Constantine whispered, he scanned the lawn. "Look," he said, pointing
to a lump about 40 feet away, roughly halfway down the slope to the lake.
Sara looked carefully,
the lump was vaguely human shaped. It was half-human, half-lizard, with green
skin
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