Van Helsing's Journal, Day 296 of the current Werewolf hunt
The screams filled the air.
All I could here was screams.
Screams of horror and screams of terror.
I had to hurry up or those stupid kids were wolf food.
So far the hunt for the Graystown Werewolf hasn't been going so well.
Probably because of that stupid vampire slowing me down back in that piece of crap ghost town.
"Please!" I heard the 20-year-old shriek "Help us!"
Guess the wolf took that as a challenge, 'cuz next thing I heard was:
"OH MY G--- AAAAAAACH!!!"
One was already dead.
I jumped from the top of one cabin to another.
I told them it'd be okay.
Well, I guess what people say about me is true.
I am a liar.
"EEEEEEEE---"
I jumped off of the cabin and managed to land in the forest, right behind the wolf.
It turned it's ugly face toward me.
It opened it's huge mouth, revealing it's razor-sharp teeth.
It let out a horrible roar of rage.
It's horrible breath gave my nose that horrible burning feeling.
Like a demon just passed gas inside my nostrils.
I pulled out a silver knife, dipped in holy water, and stabbed the creature in the forehead.
The monster went from wolf to man, and thanked me for freeing it form it's curse just before it fell to the ground, burning.
Pretty soon, all that was left was a pile of ashes.
Another day, another demon. That's what I always say.
Van Helsing's Journal, Day 1 of whatever's going on now
Today I woke up back in the back of my van again.
Being a demon-hunter, I need to travel, ya know?
Well, today was different. I heard a knock on my door.
There was a hunchbacked short man in a labcoat with crazy-looking brown hair.
"I'm Fritz E. Gore" he said to me "You've got mail...."
Fritz handed me a letter.
It said:
Mr. Helsing
You have had some experience with demons and the supernatural
Perhaps you could help us with our current problem
Count Dracula has awaken once more
We need your help
And by we, I mean me, General Lugosi, Dr. Jekyll, Fritz E. Gore, Dr. Frankenstein, and many, MANY more.
Meet us at the B.O.R.I.S.-K.A.R.L.O.F.F. base in Metalunaville, England.
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