Lost Boys: The Thirst Page #5

If you happen to run across

anything in here...

...that talks about human sacrifice

or anything like that, make note of it.

All right.

Cool.

Uh, do you wanna tell me why?

Not really.

Could put your life in danger.

Okay.

Oh, my gosh.

Where's Frog?

Back off, fucko!

Or what? You gonna mace me?

Somebody needed a light?

Frog.

Ugly.

You're dead.

Suck on this.

Watch out!

Nice.

Mace?

Holy water.

I feel like pancakes.

Order up.

I found a whole section

of young male vampire sacrifices.

And look, there's a Blood Moon.

They call it that because the moon's face

is deep red or crimson hue.

So they're gonna make a sacrifice

under the Blood Moon.

Exactly.

This Friday is a Blood Moon.

So they're gonna

sacrifice Peter at the rave.

- Well, Edgar, you can't let that happen.

- All right, if I'm gonna do this...

...I need to find out where the rave is

and I need to find out fast.

Well, technically, raves are illegal...

...so the promoters aren't gonna say

where it is until the last minute.

You said that the rumor is that

it was gonna be here in San Cazador.

Even if it is here,

San Cazador is a big place.

If we're gonna find out where that nest is...

...we need to learn

how to think like a vampire.

Bloodsuckers have a tendency

to look for a place...

...that's got a history

of suffering and death.

You know of a place like that here?

There's an old slaughterhouse

on San Cazador Island.

Slaughterhouse?

Perfect.

Nothing vampires love more

than blood and carnage.

If there's a slaughterhouse on that island,

that's where they'll be.

Let me go.

- I promise, I...

- Uh-uh-uh.

Let's not make any promises

we can't keep.

You just lie here

like a good piece of veal...

...and maybe I'll bring you

a nice glass of warm milk.

Hmm.

So where are we going?

My friend likes his privacy.

The name's Blake.

Used to be a congressman

before he learned the truth.

What's up with all the razor wire?

Yo, Blake. Open up.

It's Edgar.

Whew. Edgar.

- How's it hanging?

- What's up, Blake?

Holy-water grenade.

- Nice touch.

- Yeah.

- Needs a little work, though.

- Yeah.

Who the hell's this?

Oh, this is Zoe.

She's cool.

Yeah, I'll be the judge of that.

Touch the cross. Do it now.

Zoe, manners.

- Nice to meet you.

- Blake.

What's with the bike?

Oh, that's a beauty.

I've been working on her for a full year.

Renovations, the lot.

She's gonna be a real killer.

Yeah. Unfortunately, wouldn't do us

much good on this mission.

What else you got?

Welcome to the lair.

What happened to this thing?

Looks like something

blew up in the barrel.

You should see the vampire

I was pointing it at.

Let's just say the gun came out

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