A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

One, two, Freddy is coming for you...

Three, four, it's best to close the doors and windows...

Five, six, hold the cross in your hand...

Seven, eight, stay up late and open your eyes until dawn...

Nine, ten, never sleep again...

Freddy is back, and he loves kids best, especially little girls.He appeared in everyone's dreams, frightened you with that festered face, teased you, and finally cut you to pieces!

"How...how did you know?" Kia said in surprise, before realizing she had asked a stupid question.

"My house is also on Elm Street, and... I had this dream before Blake died. It was the first night after we knew Freddy's name." Lori held her forehead, and things had progressed far beyond any Unexpectedly, she never expected that her exploration of her mother's fate would eventually lead everyone in this direction.

Gibb asked complainingly, "Lorrie! Why didn't you tell us?"

"...I thought it was just a nightmare! Who would tell others about their nightmares? I thought, maybe I read too many urban legends and met a vampire in that bar, so I did such a scary thing at night dream of..."

Lori explained in a low voice.

Well, everyone had the same nightmare at the same time. This is definitely not something that can be explained by "science" and "rationality".That vampire in the bar was right, Freddy Klugo is a wraith, and he's haunting everyone who knows his name!

"No, there's something wrong with it!" Gibb shook her head suddenly, she widened her eyes and said to the other two girls: "Trey never heard the name 'Freddy' when he died, and He doesn't live on Elm Street either!"

"...No one stipulated that Freddy would only hang around people who knew his name, right?...Why don't we take a step back, Blake wasn't necessarily killed by Freddy, right? The whole thing has nothing to do with Freddy, we got ourselves into another trouble by being smart enough to wake him up?" Kia scratched her head and suddenly said this to her sisters.

"If that's the case, it's a fucking tragedy. But one thing is for sure—both of them were killed while they were sleeping." Gibb's mouth curled downward, "So... we'd better just As the nursery rhyme says, don't fall asleep these days..."

Luo Li immediately retorted: "... Is there anyone in this world who doesn't need to sleep?... No, maybe there are, but neither of us. I once talked on the phone all night. I thought I was energetic enough, but The next day I hit my head on the table in class! People just need to sleep, and if they don’t sleep for a long time, they will be sleepy and unconscious. This kind of thing is out of our control.”

The conversation between several people became louder and louder, and finally even a warning from the pastor: "Ladies, please keep quiet and respect the dead at the funeral. Thank you."

The girls quickly shut their mouths, lowered their heads, and watched as Blake's tomb was filled up, leaving only a stone tombstone on the ground.

After the mourning people left, the three of them also got into Lori's father's car and drove to Elm Street.

Because of the recent panic, Chunmu Town Middle School has announced the suspension of classes, presumably the security department is also struggling.

In the car, Lori's father was still scolding his daughter.

"Stop running around, Lori. How worried should I be when you don't come home every night? I know you don't like to see me since . . . .From today onwards, you can only stay at my house or Kia's house for three nights, and no matter where you are, you must call me..."

The father's chatter made Lori, who was already in a bad mood, even more irritable, especially in front of her sister, and he restricted her freedom in an orderly manner, which was enough to arouse her anger.

"Don't pretend to care about me!" she screamed, "You didn't even let me say goodbye to my mother's body, you just said every day 'you shouldn't know this', 'you shouldn't know that', even I don't even bother to find excuses! It's been like this since I was a child, I don't need to know what happened, I just need to implement your decision! Who knows if you did something to let Freddy find us!"

The two girls in the back seat shut their mouths tightly, and turned their gazes out of the car window in embarrassment.Such a family tragedy, even the best sisters are not qualified to participate, and they don't know what to say.

Lori's father stopped the car in shock, with trembling lips, he asked in a low voice, "Where did you know that name?!"

"The entire Springwood Town Middle School knows it! Many people have had that dream, and you adults still think you are very smart! I know where it is safe, and that place is definitely not home. I'm getting off the bus, don't follow!"

After speaking, Lori angrily unbuckled her seat belt, kicked the car door, and walked in the opposite direction.

Her father seemed to have lost all his strength, his head was bowed, and his hand holding the steering wheel was trembling.The two girls in the back seat squeezed out a "sorry" and were about to get out of the car. Seeing this, he said in a hoarse voice:

"...Protect her well... You must pay attention to safety."

"Okay, sir."

Gibb agreed, and then hurriedly pulled Kia out of the car and caught up with Lori.

The father, who was seriously injured by his rebellious daughter, thought about it, restarted the car, and headed towards the local police station.

Lori is not talking nonsense, she really knows an absolutely safe place... I think the boss won't mind sleeping in that bar at night, right?

It was rare that it didn't rain in Chunmu Town today, and when night came, the moonlight filled the distant hillside.

In the tavern, Selene came again, but did not take Mike away, and sneered at his "I still have to go to work" defense.The two were sitting at the same table drinking, and even Daige, who was serving them, felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little off.

When Lori waited for the three girls to come in, Selene was pressing Mike, asking the question they were curious about before: "Who are you?"

"...I also said that I am just a doctor. Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Mike asked back. After knowing and experimenting that it is indeed impossible to hurt each other in a tavern, he is not afraid of the person in front of him. woman.Anyway, you can't bite me, so what's the use of baring your teeth?

Selene didn't feel much about his attitude. She just tasted today's new sparkling wine, sipped carefully, and then said slowly: "Ordinary doctors are not as popular as you. I didn't go to the subway for you. It's for hunting...you are the target of those two werewolves, and those two werewolves are my target. But your blood is special, even a tiny wound...can make me feel something is wrong. "

Mike looked down at the wound on his wrist.

This was scratched at home after get off work the last time, and there was not much blood at all, and he had put a Band-Aid on it, and he couldn't even lick it with his tongue. There was no bloody smell.

Of course, the name vampire sounds particularly sensitive to the smell of blood.And maybe werewolves too?

But Selene immediately said: "...you may not have been in contact with vampires and werewolves, so I have to tell you...the prey of werewolves does include human beings, but they don't live on blood like us...normal What humans can eat, they can eat too."

"So they didn't follow me for hunting..." Mike said.

"Yes."

"But I'm... nothing special. Even my blood type is nothing special, just an ordinary O type. My body is stronger than average, but only because I like sports since I was a child... I'm drunk like a normal person, Sickness, injury, and normal people are governed by their own endocrine system."

When Mike said this, he really didn't understand: "...and I'm still a medical student, and I can't see anything from my physical examination results."

Selene remembered what he overheard in the werewolf lair after sending him here, her long eyelashes drooped down, she squinted and slid her fingers on the edge of the cup, and after a long time, she said to Mike: "...I need Your blood sample."

"Okay." Mike immediately agreed. It was just a blood sample. He had already taken a lot of blood samples when he was studying for a medical degree.Also, maybe vampires can see things that normal humans can't?

But the embarrassing thing is that in the tavern, even he himself couldn't hurt himself...and piercing his skin with a sharp weapon and causing bleeding is obviously also in the category of "injury".

While the man and the female vampire were looking at each other, Lori and her little friend walked over timidly and said to Selene: "...Hi, I'm Lori. I want to ask you, if we really Encountered a wraith...how should I deal with it?"

Chapter 12 Genes

As described in many literary and artistic works, the settlement of vampires is a castle.

This is their largest residence outside of London, and it is also the most important asset of the clan—when one elder woke up and ruled, the other two elders slept in the pool of blood here.

In addition to here, vampires have castle properties in Transylvania, Sirmione, Vincennes and other places as their residences, and they have also purchased many manors in North America on the other side of the ocean.

When they ushered in their most recent heyday, London was the financial center, industrial center and power center of the world; but now, the city has gradually lost its place in the world like the vampire clan, becoming It's not that important anymore.

When Selene strode into the castle, the vampires in the hall were still pretending to be medieval nobles, sipping blood from their cups.Those who are eligible to enter here are at least old people who have lived for more than 200 years, but the longer they live in this eternal life, the more boring they become, and they can only waste their time by carnival.

Death walkers are different from those who study palace politics all day long. They really want to face the world and the enemy.

Therefore, Selene didn't even bother to communicate with these so-called "clans", but went straight to the direction of the tower, and threw the weapons seized from the werewolves on the equipment manager's table.

"Selene...you are finally back. Where have you been these days?"

A male voice came from behind. It was Klein, who is currently in charge of the London branch, a very annoying bastard.

So Selene glanced back at him contemptuously, tapped the table lightly, put down a small tape recorder, and said back: "I can go wherever I like, I can't die anyway... Besides, you are in 600 years Looks like I screwed up a job a while ago."

She pressed the play button of the tape recorder, and the voice of the werewolf leader Lucian came from inside: "...you are like a pack of mad dogs!..."

"What, what is this?" There was a hint of panic on Klein's face. Although he quickly covered it up with shock, Selene was sure that she read it correctly... A possibility suddenly came to her mind.

"This is Lucian, who should have been killed by you a long time ago. I think you will never forget his voice just like me, even in a few hundred years..." She continued to stare at Klein, saying a word Say it in one sentence.

It was the credit of killing the werewolf leader and taking back the castle of the ethnic group that gave Klein his current status. After 600 years, he did not do anything beneficial to the blood clan. He only cared about fighting for power, pulling small circles, and catering to those in power. elders.

As a result, during each elder's reign, he was the actual executor. It can be said that he has only grasped the actual power of the blood race in the past 600 years, and has never fallen asleep.

Now there is suddenly evidence that Lucian is not dead, then...the existence rationality of the greatest power suddenly does not exist.Maybe this is the reason for his panic, or maybe there are more things behind this that Selene doesn't know...

She intuitively felt that Klein must be planning some conspiracy.She didn't have any proof, but she knew Klein... this vampire.

He's one of those bad, festering, born evil embryos who would probably be a murderer, a liar, or a capitalist if he was still a human being, and would definitely be a goblin if he could turn into something else.He doesn't simply regard destruction as fun, but has no bottom line for personal gain.

"Selene, when did you start using this human stuff? Did you start liking humans?"

Klein spoke incoherently. He grabbed the small tape recorder, but finally he didn't dare to crush it directly in front of everyone.

Selene saw all his performances, and dropped the words coldly: "...the werewolves suddenly have more advanced ultraviolet weapons than ours, Lucian is not dead yet, and you still have time Ask me these stupid questions. I will report these directly to Elder Amelia, and I will wake up Elder Victor in advance if necessary... You just wait. Besides, we have used human technology for hundreds of years It's been years, and all the guns around you were invented by humans, idiot!"

After finishing speaking, she flicked the corner of her clothes and left directly.

Klein yelled in vain behind her: "Deathwalker, where are you going? You should obey the order, and now I have the final say!"

Selene didn't answer, but just pointed her middle finger in his direction, and quickly walked out of the castle tower, leaving behind the closed door with a "bang".

Klein's performance was really wrong. No matter what he said, he had been at the highest level of the "court" for 600 years. Such a helpless performance was not at the level of a courtier.

Because of the sudden suspicion and sense of crisis in her heart, Selene decided to temporarily keep the existence of "Mike" as a secret that only she knew...so she had to change her itinerary.

Originally, she wanted to go to the laboratory in the castle to analyze Mike's blood sample carefully, but now she can only think of a backup plan.

"...remember that guy said he was a doctor...what hospital did he work in?"

Selene thought for a while, and instead of driving the car she parked in the garage, she jumped and disappeared into the dense woods outside the castle that blocked the sky.

In the tavern, Mike, with a hemostatic patch on his arm, was eating a hot dog.The experience just now is considered novel at first glance, after all, he was really led into another world by the girls; but since that world looks like an ordinary American town, at most the environment is a little better than London, So the freshness didn't last long.

Also, because the girls insisted that they were encountering the "serial murders of resentful spirits", he was not allowed to stay there; a few of them went to the community hospital, and nonsense said that he was going to a very strict unit to apply for entry requirements I prepared the blood sample by myself, and took the blood regardless of the nurse's dissuasion that "there will be alcohol in the blood sample after you drink alcohol".

Mike himself is actually wondering, is there really something special about me?

So while he was eating a hot dog, he was also waiting for Selene's conclusion.

The girls sat around another table, trying out the vampire's suggestion of wraiths.

There are a bunch of things in front of them, including Bibles, crosses, silver coins, salt, ultraviolet lamps, and windproof lighters.The first two are probably trying to solve the problem with religious beliefs, and the last few... Maybe there are any similarities between ghosts and pathogenic bacteria?

But in legends from all over the world and from various cultures, salt, silver, sunlight, fire, and the less-obtainable thunder are all magic weapons that can restrain these things.In that era, the mutual communication between continents was not so convenient, but they were all the same on this point. It was even more bizarre than the statement that "the Great Flood really existed". There is a certain level of authenticity.

The only occult expert in the tavern is Selene, and she is a character who doesn't like to explain to others, so... no one knows the specific reason now, and they are not sure whether these things really work.

"What if these are useless? Are we really going to risk our lives to try these things?" Kia asked in a low voice.

Gibb said: "Anyway...these are our greatest opportunities, and it's the advice of a vampire. Can we find anyone closer to the 'dark world' than her?"

Lori thought a little more. She packed up her share of these things and said in a low voice, "Anyway, we won't go back tonight. We have a whole night to organize our thoughts and think about what to do. Besides, The only thing the two victims have in common now is that they were killed in their sleep... So I suggest that tomorrow night we take turns to keep vigil, if something goes wrong and none of these things work, the vigil will be responsible for killing the sleeping People wake up."

At this moment, the vampire they were talking about opened the door and came back.But what she brought back was not the analysis results, but a bunch of instruments.

"Things have changed, doctor. You may have to analyze your own blood samples, but I have brought additional samples of vampire and werewolf blood so that you can compare and observe each other's reactions," she said.

Mike walked over with a frown, looked at the pile of instruments, shook his head helplessly, and said, "...This is from my hospital, right? Why is there a DNA sequencer?"

"I don't understand these things, just try to prepare as much as possible." Selene replied, stuffing a pack of medical gloves and alcohol disinfectant into his hands: "Okay doctor, you can start now."

Several girls from Chunmu Town looked at each other, and immediately began to have doubts about her proposed "method to subdue the wraith".After a long time, this vampire believes in science?

"The business of our tavern is really booming." Behind the bar, Xue Li whispered to Max.

Max also replied in a low voice: "It's just that there is very little business in the usual tavern. Well, give me those few pounds, and Cheetos and I will help you spend them."

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and he didn't know where he was going to spend the money and what he was going to buy.But Xue Li believed in him, even if he encountered the worst situation, he could get out, after all, it was his St. Paul, and there should be no vampires, werewolves, or wraiths in that world.

After a long time, the three young girls had curled up in the chairs and slept for a long time before Mike raised his head from the pile of medical instruments.

He tore off the gloves on his hands, rubbed his eyes, turned his head to look at Selene who had been staring at this side, and said in a shocked tone: "...This DNA sequencer is really useful..."

"Let's talk about the conclusion first." Selene reminded.

Mike nodded: "Well...the conclusion is that vampires, werewolves, and my blood samples show that our DNA overlaps to an extent even greater than that of unrelated individuals of the same race. My parents and I look very Like, so if I'm not the biological father of all vampires, it just proves that my race and your race came from the same ancestor... and that ancestor had genes so strong that they remained stable and assimilated other genes for hundreds of thousands of years. What I'm going to do next is artificially create DNA breaks ... to see if our genes interact with each other."

Selene narrowed her eyes, and grinned slightly to show her canine teeth: "I seem to have guessed the result."

"Yeah... I roughly guessed it too." Mike said.

Chapter 13 Country Road

"I know it's difficult, Sauron, but you must help me... This is related to the survival of our entire family. Where is Amelia?"

In the shadows inside an abandoned building, Selene carefully avoided the reflection of the sun, and spoke to the phone.

She had to carry out operations during the day, because this was the best way to avoid Klein's eyes and ears; the information she got from Mike was too important, and she had to inform the person who really had the final say in the clan as soon as possible, that is, Ah, who was in power. Elder Miria, or her blood lord Victor who is still sleeping.

These two options are very troublesome... Victor is sleeping, and a lot of fresh blood is needed to wake him up; Amelia was not in London some time ago, but went to the European continent to deal with some affairs... I don't know where she is now .

For an easy-to-think reason, vampires don't like flying... and Selene, too, prefers a vehicle that runs [-]/[-] without the possibility of suddenly throwing her into the sun.

For example, the subway is really good, and it can be said to be one of the best inventions of mankind.

Therefore, it is speculated that Amelia's most likely itinerary is to return home by Eurostar, and then transfer to a private train to return to her manor in Kent to rest and hunt.

Sauron's whispered words on the other end of the phone confirmed Selene's guess: "...Well, she is resting in Ashford now, and in four hours, she will take a private train after the sun sets....Thousands of Don't tell anyone I told you, or Amelia will tear me apart."

"Of course, Sauron. I owe you one."

[13. No. 13]

Selene hung up the phone.

Now the problem is how to get from London to Ashford in the sunshine... Obviously, any public transport is impossible, although there are many road and rail lines, they all run on the surface; on the other hand, she puts her own The car was left at the castle, and the car's windows didn't block out all the light—you can't drive without seeing the road.