Ominous House
"Damn it!"
What did it feel like to have a long tongue wrapped around your neck?
Nietzsche could only feel a stench rushing into his nose and mouth, making it hard to breathe. He clawed desperately at the tongue, trying to draw in what precious air he could.
When someone was suffocating, even the foul air of a sewer was incomparably precious.
Rip!
Perhaps sensing his struggle, the tongue stretched out even farther. Its tip blossomed, turning into a huge mouth lined with fangs.
"How can I die here?"
Nietzsche roared, "Great Sun!"
Whoosh!
An invisible flame seemed to flare up around him. The tongue recoiled in fright like a startled fish.
"Now you want to run? Too late!"
Nietzsche gripped the tongue tightly with both hands and yanked hard.
A Vampire lost his footing and was dragged several steps closer. Nietzsche could see every hair on his face.
Bang!
Biting his lip, he calmly drew his gun.
After a deafening shot, the Vampire's head exploded, splattering red and white matter across the ground.
At the very moment the Vampire died, Nietzsche suddenly froze. It felt as though his Great Sun Meditation had absorbed another nourishing supplement. The fireball in his mind expanded abruptly.
"In the name of Voodoo!!!"
Just as Nietzsche finished off a ghoul, Simon roared beside him.
He tossed a strange Voodoo Doll onto the ground. Blood seeped from every part of its body.
Drip! Drip!
As the blood flowed out, it quickly gathered into a small black puddle on the ground.
An indescribably eerie aura spread through the air, chilling them to the bone.
The Vampires shrieked as if something had terrified them. They all pulled back their tongues and fled the scene.
"All right, we should get out of here too!"
Simon looked