the Hunt resumes

The Never Ending Quest - Episode 2539

The vampire kicked out a grill and, slipping into an upper duct, began to climb its way through. The space was confining, it was black as pitch, it was suffocatingly dusty, and it smelled foul; in other words, the vampire was at home. There were turns here and turns there as what once was a man traversed the system; it sniffed, it smelled, it stopped and it turned. If you could've seen it, you would've thought it was more insect than man.

After some number of minutes within the ducts the vampire found its goal; another grill. Peering out, the vampire could see a large room, a hall of sorts. There were chairs and a banquet table, some paintings adorned the walls and a few goblets stood upon a chimney mantle. Everything was covered in a layer of dust and imprinted upon that ancient soot were small footprints that seemed to have been made very recently.

The vampire kicked off the grill and lept out and into the banquethall. It sniffed the air again, it observed the prints and how they moved out of the hall through the door to the far left. Then it ran in that direction with a speed that would've startled the swiftest of demons (and we all know how quick THEY can be!).

Upon leaving the hall the vampire entered a vault of some kind; there were tools and tables, benches and boxes. Nearly all of the things were covered in sheets as if they were in storage. The vampire did not recognize this place, had never been here before, but there were many places it had refrained from visiting due to the danger they possibly contained. Yet what harm could come from a warehouse? Besides, his prey was near as noted by the scent of sweat and fear and the flurry of dust adrift in the air.

"Come out, come out wherever you are," teased the undead thing. "I won't hurt you, I promise."

From behind some crates the sound of whimpering could be heard, and the vampire closed in on it. He smuggly walked around the crate expecting to see the maiden cringing in terror, but what it saw shot an ounce of fear up its spine: the maiden was kneeling upon the floor holding what appeared to be a well-oiled crossbow. Without a second's thought she fired the bolt and it flew directly at the vampire!

  1. Dead or Undead?
  2. the shot rang true...

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