Into the Crypt

Jenny always did have a fascination with vampire novels, especially the more trashy ones. You can't help but think if she'd be anywhere in this haunted house it would be with the most famous vampire of all. You quickly double back to the Crypt of the Brides door and push it open with ease, and enter into the crypt.

The crypt itself is breathtakingly designed, the walls are dotted with recesses that each contain a single, ornate coffin. The room itself has even more coffins laid down on the floor in a grid of sorts, although these are of poorer make and some are in disrepair. Large candelabras are dotted throughout the crypt, providing extremely dim light and a smokey ambience. Turning to your right in the direction of Dracula's Tomb you see exactly what you expected, a large ornate door. You're slightly surprised that the room seems to be empty, you'd expected actors, other guests, or even some wax figures but the room didn't have a soul in it.

You remind yourself you're early and push those thoughts out of your head as you make your way to the doors to the tomb. The doors seems unlocked but before you can open it you can hear what sounds like a woman moaning on the other side, almost muffled by the heavy door and thick walls. It sounds almost sexual, making you feel even more nervous as you gently pushed the door open just enough to see within.

You see yet another dark, moodily lit room with a large dais upon which rests a black coffin. At the base of the dais you see Jenny, with 'Dracula' standing directly behind her, with both looking off to the side away from you. Dracula certainly looks the part, a tall gentleman wearing a refined yet dated suit with a cape that would be resting were he not draping it around Jenny at the moment. He has pale skin, even paler than yours, but dark hair and handsome features that immediately leave your mind as he opens his mouth and shows a pair of fangs impressive enough to be seen from a distance.

But everything else leaves your mind when he plunges those fangs into Jenny's neck with a hiss. That's taking it a little too far! you think to yourself in shock, especially since Jenny abandons all modesty as her moans become louder. You're about to barge in and tell them both to knock it off when you notice blood, real blood, leaking from the punctures in her neck. Something isn't right here and you can't help what comes next.