“Yes. I'm sure he didn't expect me to leave, but I came back home—just like I came here, through the lines.”
“Dracula? You met The Dracula?” Rick shook his head. “Is that awesome or what?”
“He's a king there. Has children. A wife. A fiefdom—er, something. But he's a vampire, now,” I informed quickly. “There are these other things there, too. They call them 'Dreadfuls'. They sort of settle into a house, make someone sick, and eventually, the person dies.”
“How terrible,” Morkel said with a little of an Irish accent coming out.
“The Dagger of Delphi killed two while I was there.”
Morkel's brows rose and he flicked his gaze at Tom.
“I'm not sure what they are,” I said uncomfortably.
“What do they look like?”
“They wear hooded black robes. They look like Death. I was told that no one k
