Meanwhile, in the drawing room, Nadia and Tiffany were chatting, or as close to chatting as the two could possibly go without Tiffany starting an argument.
"OMG, why am I still so tired despite having slept for more than 12 hours?" yawned Tiffany as she lay on the blue Victorian coach.
"To be frank, I'm tired, too. It felt like I haven't been sleeping at all," acquiesced Nadia. "I kept having random dreams that don't make any sense."
"Imma head to bed soon, and I'm taking a shower first, this time!" declared Tiffany. "I ain't gonna go to that haunted hut again."
"Well, who told you to go to that hut in the first place?" enquired Nadia.
"I told you, it was Klaudia!" replied Tiffany.
"Well, why didn't you come up and ask me?" queried Nadia.
"I was gonna, but that crazy woman just appeared out of nowhere!" said Tiffany. "Jeez, she gives me the creeps sometimes. She only puts on that fake smile of hers in front of Jeffie. I swear, she's desperate for him. But I won't let her get ma Jeffie."
Just when Nadia was about to defend Klaudia, she perceived Shaun rushing into the room with an extremely pale face, whilst holding a golden book in his hands. "Well, if you want to save your Jeffie, you'd better be quick, cos Jeffrey is already in her room," said Shaun, breathless from running all the way down the staircase.
"WTF!" screamed Tiffany. "I didn't know she was that desperate!"
"Yes, Jeffrey's in danger, but not the kind of danger you're thinking of Tiffany," elucidated Shaun with a solemn face. "I'm not trying to scare you, but, according to this book, Klaudia fits all the characteristics of a vampire. She doesn't have a reflection in the mirror, nor a shadow; she lives in a castle on an island isolated from the rest of the world; and, she seems to be able to perform magic or hypnosis to hypnotise Jeffrey into falling for her. If we don't hurry up, Jeffrey's blood will be all sucked dry."
"No, that doesn't make sense!" retorted Nadia. "Vampires are supposed to be afraid of the sun. But we saw Klaudia at daytime, and she wasn't in the least afraid of sunshine."
"Well, there's only one last point that can prove if all my assumptions are right," concluded Shaun as he dashed towards the dining hall, which was adjacent to the drawing room. "Follow me!"
The group followed Shaun to the dining room, just in time before the plates were cleared away. To their utter horror, the leftovers of the previous delicacies on the table had transformed into pieces of raw meat, the salad was actually dust, and the red wine was, in fact, fresh blood. The entire place stank with the stench of blood.
"Ugh, I suddenly feel sick!" declared Nadia, trying not to vomit. "How come we've never noticed all this before?"
"That's because we were all hypnotised by her magic," elucidated Shaun. "According to this book that dates back to 518AD, vampires usually feast on raw animal corpses, but, in order to stay immortal, every lunar month, they have to drink the blood of a human of the opposite gender. We were all lured here so we can become their dinner. What's more, the reason that we're all so tired despite having had plenty of sleep was because they were draining away all our energy."
"Wait, who's they?" questioned Nadia. "I thought Klaudia's the only vampire."
"Well, that's just a shot in the dark, but I have a hunch that Klaudia's not the only vampire here," replied Shaun with knitted brows. "After entering the ghost's conscious, I found out that they came here as a couple, and they both died. So, if vampires are only interested in sucking the blood of the opposite gender to stay immortal, there must also be a male vampire here."
"Do you mean to say that Bosko's a vampire, too?" queried Nadia with a trembling voice, to which Shaun only nodded.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Suddenly, Tiffany, who had been unusually quiet all this time, screamed. "OMG, what are gonna do! I don't want Jeffie to die yet! He hasn't proposed to me yet! That's too unromantic. If he's gonna die, at least he should die after he's proposed to me."
"Shut up, Tiffany! I'm trying to think!" scolded Nadia, with her heart thudding deafeningly like a stampede of buffaloes. "We need to contact someone from the outside world." Then, she dashed back to the drawing room, towards the telephone and picked the receiver up, only to discover that, to her horror, the telephone hadn't even been connected to a cable.
~To be Continued~
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