Castle of Blood Page #7

Where are you, Carmus?

Show yourself, I beg you.

Tell Lord Thomas

he has won the wager.

I want to get out of here.

I can't stand it anymore.

Open it!

I know you're there. Open!

I've lost the wager.

I give up.

I'm going mad.

Look out, Carmus.

You have seen how and why

I died.

"Blood is the source of life:

only blood revives the dead!

We will drink your blood!"

Marvellous. Our first night

will be unforgettable.

A night of love and terror

if Lord Blackwood is telling the truth.

Don't leave me.

You are afraid, Mrs. Perkins?

Yes, I'm afraid of cheating on you

with a ghost.

Don't go in.

Don't go in.

Stop!

Let me do it.

Don't go up.

You'll be killed.

You want to keep me from leaving.

Very well.

You don't frighten me.

You're dead!

I'm alive.

What was it?

A ghost

spying on us through the keyhole.

- Don't be stupid. Go see.

- All right.

I'll be right back.

Now it's your turn,

Foster.

Your hour has struck.

Run away, Alan.

They want your blood.

I beg you, flee.

Follow me. Quickly.

In one hour, it will be dawn.

From now on,

you are in our hands.

You can't escape us.

Your fate is sealed.

We don't want to give up life.

Your blood will be our life.

Where were you?

Perhaps I can save you. Come.

- You're not with the others?

- I love you.

I've never loved anyone

as much as you.

But you're alive.

No, I wanted to be.

I beg you, run away.

Hurry, before it's too late.

They're coming.

Go through the park.

Your life will be safe

beyond the gate.

- Come with me.

You can't take me into a world

that is no longer mine.

Let me go.

I'm dead, you must understand.

No, you're alive.

Believe me, you're alive!

- Come.

Let me go, please!

I can't follow you!

Let me go!

- I can't go any further.

I beg you, let me go.

My love.

You can't escape us.

Your fate is sealed.

We don't want to give up life.

Now your blood is ours.

Your blood will be our life.

You won't escape.

You can't escape us, Alan!

He made it.

He's waiting for us in front of the gate.

Stop, Laster.

No one has ever

survived the night of the dead.

Unfortunately, you've lost

the wager, my boy.

Let's go.

I'll have him buried in the park.

When I write this story,

no one will believe it.

As always.

Did you stay for me, Alan?

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