"Cough, cough... What is this...?"
Jason climbed shakily to his feet, staring around in terror. The eerie scenery was even more horrifying.
Dick was sprawled beside him, vomiting.
Jason hurried over. "Dick, are you okay?"
"I'm fine... What happened to you?"
Dick raised his head and nearly collapsed onto the ground in fright. To him, Jason looked like a monster, his body burning with flames.
Jason shuddered in terror as well. In his eyes, Dick was a green hippopotamus with its mouth wide open, ready to eat him.
"Ghost!!!"
They screamed at the same time.
Their shrieks echoed through the surroundings. Inside the ancient castle, the restless vampires heard the cries.
Unable to endure their hunger any longer, they awoke from their eternal slumber, dragging their decayed bodies up and struggling to stand.
They wanted to go outside, craving blood, craving life.
Craving everything.
Even the castle's master was roused by the screaming. He opened his eyes once more, then tightly closed them again.
He did not need blood. He did not need it... did not need it...
A string of gunshots rang out beyond the castle.
Joker swayed to his feet, looking utterly invigorated. He let out a chilling shriek of laughter, firing the pistol in his hand for no reason at all.
Bang, bang, bang... Bang, bang...
"I still prefer you like this. Guys like you should have died sooner..." Joker said crazily.
What he saw was himself—his former self. It was far too awful, like a piece of black history that could never be erased.
It made him want to kill himself with his own hands and wipe out that part of the story.
The result was bullets flying everywhere. Several shots struck the bus on the steps ahead, shattering its windows.
Joker pulled out the grenade