Death Breathes Down Fred's Neck

"Well, what have we 'ere?" came that ominous, keening voice. "A little lost bird... quite fit to have its feathers plucked!"

With a horrid squelching sound the evil tall man's green tongue burst from its orifice and started to wrap itself around Fred's neck. Fred shuddered in fear. Just what did his tormentor have in mind? Would Fred be raped, savagely mutilated, and then eaten alive? As the possibilities raced through his brain the evil and rage began to grow once more. He was the best student Hogungrim Bastard-Axe had ever produced - and here he was, about to succumb to the monstrous appetites of something straight from the X-Files? "Never!" Fred thought. "I will fight!"

"Mmm, yes! I can feel you shudder in your delicious horror." the evil tall man crooned, lowering his sword slightly. "A tasty dish... a tasty dish indeed!"

The Bloodlust coursed through Fred's body. His eyes began to bulge out of their sockets as his neck veins distended and his skin turned a bright- reddish hue. With a mighty grunt Fred tore his handcuffs in two seizing the tongue around his neck with one hand, and then spinning around grabbed his tormentor's sword- wrist in the other.

"Eat this!" Fred roared.

"AAAUGHAA!!!" the evil tall man shrieked uncontrollably as his arm was snapped in half and his tongue ripped out of his mouth along with a large chunk of his esophagus. Fred gripped the man's shoulders and headbutted him so hard the skull caved in, spraying green blood everywhere - on the snow, on Fred, on Anna's body.

"Phaugh! Too easy." Fred spat, letting the quivering carcass drop to the ground, where it immediately dissolved into a foul-smelling paste. Fred knelt at Anna's side. She was pale as the snow, and wasn't breathing. A bloody wound over her bosom evidenced where the evil tall man had struck his devastating wound, and then the gashes all over her body. Was she dead? Perhaps Fred should take her to the Doctor Constable Wimbley had mentioned - Dr. Shotzman, his Hebraic last name easily identifying him as one of that race that served as moneylenders and physicians to the royal courts of Allaria.

Somewhere close by Fred heard the furious London mob fast approaching, yelling for his blood. He knew he had to choose fast.

1. Overcome by the Bloodlust, Fred tries to take on the entire mob singlehandedly.
2. Fred gently lifts Anna into his arms and takes her to see the enigmatic Dr. Shotzman.
3. Fred steals Anna's amulet and runs howling like a mad dog down the street.

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