Who Let The Vamps Out? (Boyxboy) ✔

Chapter 17: Blood bags

A/N: 27.03.20

Chapter 21 will be out on Patreon tonight! ;)

Question: Do you guys prefer rainy days, sunny days or snow days?

I personally like rainy days, but only when I'm at home and in my warm, cozy bed **//

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Aleksei drove through the large gates and parked his car in front of the water fountain. He pulled out his keys and shoved them into his pockts before getting out of his Porsche with Roman.

"Are they gone?" whispered Micka, who could no longer feel hisright arm.

"Yeah, but let's wait another five minutes," whispered Astrid, slapping her right leg that had fallen asleep and wincing at the tingling, prickling sensation.

"So what's the plan?" asked Noah.

"We go in there, take as many pictures as we can and find Noé."

"What if he's dead?" asked Micka.

"Then we grab his corpse," shrugged Astrid casually. "Geo and Carl need whatever evidence they can get."

"I am so divorcing you after this."

"Glad it's mutual."

Astrid climbed over the backseat and landed on the cushion seats. She unlocked the door and ordered the boys to follow her. Noah and Micka tried to copy her but were much less swift and elegant. They bumped their heads and knees as they rolled over the backseats, tripping as they stepped out of the car and stumbling onto the ground.

"We're good, I'm good," they both said, getting back on their feet and straightening their shirts. Astrid didn't bother commenting.

They entered the tall castle that loomed over them, the grand hall more chilly than it was outside. The door creaked shut behind them and the three of them jumped, spinning around. But there was no one there.

"What was that?" whispered Micka, clinging onto Noah.

"It's probably just the wind," said Noah sounding doubtful, holding onto Micka's arm as well. While they cautiously wandered around, flinching at every noise around them, Astrid took as many pictures as she could with the camera that hung around her neck.

"This place is huge," grumbled Micka. "We're never going to find Noé at this rate."

"I suggest we split up," Astrid said. Micka snapped his head towards her.

"I suggest we don't split up," he countered. "Have you ever seen a horror movie before? They all go into some creepy house and one of the characters has the brilliant idea of splitting up, and then they all end up slaughtered one by one!"

"She's right, we have to split," murmured Noah. Micka turned towards him with wide eyes.

"You really haven't been a very supportive best friend these past few days Noah," he remarked.

"We need to find Noé and the best chance of finding him is if we split up. We all have our phones and can keep in touch," he explained. "We'll meet back at the car in an hour."

Micka closed his eyes and squeezed his temples, exhaling slowly. "Ten top ways to get yourself killed, that's what this is."

"I'll stay with you if you're scared to wander around alone," reassured Astrid.

"I am not scared!" But Micka's voice cracked.

"Do you have your phone?" asked Astrid, looking at Noah who nodded. "Alright, text us if you find something. We'll meet back at the car within an hour. Okay?"