You sprint towards the horses, your rifle held tightly in your hands as you run towards them. Draven charges ahead with a howl, kicking your leg away as you collapse onto the ground, laughing.


"Look at you try to run! Where are you trying to run to, little one?" he asks, before his eyes flicker to Dasha who goes for the door.


Draven runs ahead with an animalistic howl, slamming her into the door. He presses the sword to her throat, before throwing into the air and catching it once more.


"Ohh... this is everything! Savor the hunt!" he says. "Go! Try escape again! Or are you in a fighting mood?"

You fire!

You raise your gun and fire. Draven takes a shot to the shoulder, before side-stepping your next. He doesn't even attempt to charge, just grins. You keep firing, as he dodges the bullets with unnatural ease, even the lucky shots not even throwing him, and they only manage to graze or hit his central mass, which fails to even knock him back. You aim your rifle at Draven's head, as he gently taps his finger against it.


"Come on, boy!" he says, laughing. "Take the shot! I'm enjoying this! I won't even move this time!"


You peer down the sights, taking a deep breath, and you pull the trigger.


It's empty.


"Can't even c...?" Draven laughs, before grunting. 


Draven steps forward, before collapsing onto his stomach. A knife is imbedded in the back of his heart, directly where his heart it. He groans, spluttering blood, before lying still. Dasha stands behind him, a fierce look on her face.


"They die easier than they did in my childhood nightmares," she says. "What now?"

You talk to Haygarth

"Haygarth, what happened?"


"He came for my head! Yelled at me and made me dance and work for him, the little cunt!" Haygarth says.


"We need to get out of here. There…"


"Is… is Count Grey truly dead?"


"Yes," you reply.


"I never thought I'd see the day," Haygarth says. "And the rest of what the vampire knight said was true? Vampires and werewolves have taken the castle?"


 "The area's fucked, werewolves had surrounded the castle, the there's still two other incredibly hostile vampires here."


"Where is Masters Lucas and Mikhail?"


"They're in the medical bay. We don't need to think about them. We need to think about escape. They're fine."


"Haygarth, is it? Dasha asks. "


"Yes," Haygarth says, frowning. "You're one of the sacrifices."


"I have a name. It's Dasha."


"So be it," Haygarth says.


"Are there any secret passages that could get us out of here?" Dasha asks. 


"No, we wouldn't have anything like that. The main gate's the only way out, unless you're willing to dive off the wall and pray your legs are all that ends up broken. Count Grey has become too paranoid, always thinking a Vampire Hunter would find there way in." 


"So what can we do?" you ask.


"The coach," Haygarth says. "We need to get out of here. We board it up heavily, and just make a run for it."


"It's suicide!" you say.


"Is it the only option?" Dasha asks.


"Yes," Haygarth says.


"There's werewolves out there! They'll easily wipe us out," you say.


"We need to leave soon, before the werewolves find a way inside or the other two vampires find us. Are you willing to come?" Haygarth asks.

You agree

"Fine. I'm in."


"You must go find Mikhail and Lucas in the medical bay."


"Do you expect him to traverse this castle, no doubt being found out by the vampires, whilst we're forced to wait here?" Dasha asks. "We need to go."

You leave without them

"We need to go, now. They're probably already dead," you say.


"Yes, sir," Haygarth says. "We must prepare the coach."


Over the next few minutes, you board up whatever scrap wood you can over the carriage windows. Soon, you have what amounts to a massive, armored wooden box.


"You can fire out the slits, to protect the horses. Hopefully, they'll be fast enough to escape the beasts' claws."


Dasha climbs into the coach as Haygarth positions the reigns through the coach itself, so that he can control the horses without exposing himself.


"Make as much noise as possible, to draw the werewolf's attention to us instead of the horses," Haygarth says, as he climbs in the coach. "Now, open the stable doors."


You take a deep breath, unlatching the stable doors. You give them a hefty push open, as Haygarth yells at the horses to go. You run forward, grabbing onto the back of the coach and pulling yourself inside as Haygarth grabs the door and slams it shut behind you. You raise your rifle, pressing it to a firing shot and looking outside. The wolves are outside, as they prowl about the walls and the courtyard like a bad rabble, fighting over the bodies, both dead and living, of peasants, as well as searching for a way in. The big, albino one notices you, and lets out a loud, powerful howl, and the wolves charge.

You target the albino

You aim your rifle, firing at the albino. The bullets slam into the albino as it roars in pain, before the nearing werewolves slam into your coach. Their massive, muscled frames slam through the wooden coach, knocking you against the other coach. A claw comes through the wall, grabbing you and tossing you against the ground, shattering your bones. You let out a pained scream, before the wolves are upon you, eagerly tearing you apart.