"Castle Frankenstein, I knew it," said Gabriel to Carl as the pair of them walked into Valerious Manor.
"It was rather careless of Dracula to leave that poor drained girl under the window," Carl sighed.
They walked into the hall. Both smiled as their noses twitched with the warm smell of food drifting from the kitchen.
"Anna!" shouted Gabriel. "We're back!"
They walked to the kitchen. Gabriel automatically sensed that something was wrong. The drapes were open at the window despite the fact darkness had fallen outside. The pan on the stove had boiled over, soaking the stove in water and some type of vegetable which had been cooked until it was extremely soggy. The fire in the grate had burned down until only the coals were glowing, and the piece of meat cooking above it was charred.
"Anna?" shouted Gabriel, more urgently this time. "Anna!"
Carl tapped him on the shoulder and pointed silently to the three cloves of garlic on the floor. Gabriel's breath caught in his throat as he walked over to them and picked them up. They had dents in which had apparently been made by Anna's fingers.
"He's got her," Gabriel said heavily.
"What do we do?" asked Carl.
Gabriel sighed. "I guess we'll have to go up there and get her back. Carl, get well-armed, ad go into Anna's room and see if you can find anything useful in there. Meet me down here in twenty minutes."
With that Gabriel stomped off.
"It was rather careless of Dracula to leave that poor drained girl under the window," Carl sighed.
They walked into the hall. Both smiled as their noses twitched with the warm smell of food drifting from the kitchen.
"Anna!" shouted Gabriel. "We're back!"
They walked to the kitchen. Gabriel automatically sensed that something was wrong. The drapes were open at the window despite the fact darkness had fallen outside. The pan on the stove had boiled over, soaking the stove in water and some type of vegetable which had been cooked until it was extremely soggy. The fire in the grate had burned down until only the coals were glowing, and the piece of meat cooking above it was charred.
"Anna?" shouted Gabriel, more urgently this time. "Anna!"
Carl tapped him on the shoulder and pointed silently to the three cloves of garlic on the floor. Gabriel's breath caught in his throat as he walked over to them and picked them up. They had dents in which had apparently been made by Anna's fingers.
"He's got her," Gabriel said heavily.
"What do we do?" asked Carl.
Gabriel sighed. "I guess we'll have to go up there and get her back. Carl, get well-armed, ad go into Anna's room and see if you can find anything useful in there. Meet me down here in twenty minutes."
With that Gabriel stomped off.