A CHASE was bound to follow the dreaded night that ostensibly sealed everyone’s collective fate. Ethan ( and those that stand with him ) would not so easily give into the darkness that threatened to blanket all of the world ( and is already well on its way to ) –––– not when they still were still alive to devote their final months, weeks or days to putting a stop to it. They have nothing to lose any longer; nothing that won’t be taken from them sooner or later if they choose to sit idly by, at least.
Ethan scours another abandoned warehouse in search of anything that might clue him in on DRACULA’s and VANESSA’s whereabouts. Hours are wasted there, or so it feels upon preparing to seek out the exit at long last. The doors creek and hinges groan before he even comes close to reaching it, however ––––– but he need not see in order to know what, or who, awaits him there. His nose and gut feeling suffice ( to enough a degree that has him freeze in his tracks and his stomach coil with suspense ).
There’s no keeping the jolt of dread darting from his head to his toes before Ethan can manage to put on a brave face as he’d intended upon this meeting. He’s been caught off-guard — which really doesn’t bode well for him. Best to have the first word then, at least, if only to create the illusion of being fully prepared for this almost premature meeting. ❝ Come out already. THE JIG’S UP. ❞ ( // @siresnight )
