"W-Wait! Let's talk about this…" Raphael's friend said with a panicked tone, her voice trembling as her wide eyes locked on Dracula.
The Mother edged closer, each step echoing like a death bell as their backs pressed helplessly against the cold wall.
Raphael gulped in fear, her throat dry and aching.
Her entire body shook with horror, trembling no differently than her friend, yet their hands stayed clenched together. No matter how close death drew, neither was willing to let go, as if their grip alone could keep them alive.
Dracula smirked, a cruel curl spreading across his pale lips. "Talk? I don't think you ever talk to the food you eat… have you?" mocking as he closed the distance with leisurely steps.
Raphael's friend swallowed hard as she glanced at Raphael.
This... all of this, was her fault!! Her reckless choice had dragged Raphael into this nightmare.
