Ginger awoke.
When she looked at Vlad, it stood near her.
"Mi-e frică", ("I'm scared").
And she cried, knowing that she was changed forever.
***
Mack yawned.
It was a tired night.
He noticed the vârcolac girl, and screamed.
Its fur was matted with blood; its clawed hands ripped at fresh human's hands. And ate. Its red colored eyes glowed.
And, to Mack's horror, its dreaded howling caused him to be mad. He suddenly saw Saskia Dubrovic hold a gun in her right hand.
It was full of silver bullets.
"Atenţie" ("Look out!").
Mack backed off.
He saw her fire three times.
The vârcolac screamed.
And it stopped eating, and died in a torrent of blood.
"What was that?".
"A She-Wolf. A female Werewolf. Called 'the vârcolac'. The Poliţia are going to investigate, da". She took his hand.
"Mulţumesc mult". ("Thank you very much").
"Cu placer". ("You're welcome").
Suddenly whistles blew...A lot of whistles...
...And then the police arrived armed with guns, batons, and riot gear. They wore helmets on their heads; they had visors that protected their faces from the rioters.
But there wasn't any rioters.
It was worse; it was much worse.
Slava Androvslku, the Romanian Police Chief, wiped his bald spot on his head, as sweat covered his skull.
He had short, black colored hair, brown colored eyes, and tall.
He wore a blue colored Police shirt, dark blue colored trousers, black colored socks, and black colored (polished) boots on his feet.
On his right breast, he was wearing three gold colored stars.
A gold colored watch on his left hand; on his right hand was a diamond wedding ring. His wife, Karla, lived in Romania, she worked as a History Teacher.
"Bună seara...It is a grave incident, da. A vârcolac family arrive in town not all the time...da. In Romania, they call them vârcolac. Shape shifters. Karla's bloodline is from the old school ways of her Grandma, what are you doing here?", he told Mack.
"I am a Translator...I left Melbourne, Australia because I love Europe. I love old Castles. Vera is my guide".
"As long as you don't leave country. Have passport, ID".
Mack showed him everything.
He perused it.
"It checks out, Mack".
"Da!".
"Good. Now, once we clear scene up, do DNA, photographs, and forensics, we will erect the CRIME SCENE, and be like 'CSI', but for real, da!".
And he lit another cigarette, as his team arrived to do their jobs.
***
The darkness from the Mountains was so dangerous that Simons yawned. He stared at the looming Castle.
"Mi-am pierdut valiza", ("I lost my bag").
"You did". Declan smiled.
"A Nemţi stole it because she told me that I was a ală".
"A devil who unleashed storms", Declan translated.
"Indeed! I told her that she was a...aghiuță...And she hit me with her small fists with her right hand. I stared at the blood, and was aghast".
"You're not a Devil".
"You have the Devil's items".
"Yes, but to God's work".
"Then we're entering the Castle of the aghiuță", Declan informed him. They babbled on, as Vera Dubrovic fell asleep...as Roman arrived at the wrought-iron gates...and shivered.
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The Dark Castle of Bloody Dwellers A novel
Ужасы13 year old New Yorker, Ginger Thomas, (on the front book cover), a fan of horror movies, spends the night at the haunted Dark Castle of Bloody Dwellers, in Romania. But, as she does so, she meets all kinds of travellers from around the World, who...
