Cataldo Manuel looks.
Manuel looks Cataldo.
"And now?"
The demand continues to float between the bed on which Cataldo and the Wardrobe is kneeling naked against which Manuel leaned rubbing his wrists and the jaw. Ivan has obviously looking closely linked, think Cataldo.
Manuel is to break the silence. "Are you okay?" Question, and even in the flickering candle, Cataldo see he is pale as a piece of cacioricotta.
"I think so," he says touching his neck incerottato, conscious of not having to look a lot better than that of his friend. "And you? Ago, looking at the purple bruises on the face cacioricotta. "Did he beat up?"
The other shakes his head. "When you bite it, I tried to pull him away and I was out with a punch."
Another silence.
"What a pair of tough," he says in the end, sniffling.
"Rambo and his cugggino 'Manuel agrees.
"Yet just blows," he says. "Help me to find clothes and filiamocela."
Manuel moves to the chest and opens it with a decent effort. "It looks like my grandmother's room," observed after slide off, bending down to rummage.
"What's in addition to the skirts of lace?" He asks, getting up.
'Try these' do other things, throwing stuff on the bed.
Miraculously, the pants and the shirt's are. I mean, obviously they are wide, but he did not seem appropriate to make the squeamish. They jump off as well and a pair of socks and underwear under the bed are his shoes, alleluia!
"And now away from it instead of shit," repeated tightening the laces. But when he raised his head, Manuel is leaning against the dresser and it does not seem at all convinced.
"Well, what's the matter?" He says, rising. "Are you addicted to slapping?"
The other shakes his head. "Cata, we can not."
"Manuel, what the hell you say?" But of course, has already learned.
"Reason Catà : they kill us in three minutes."
"So that advice, relying on the vampire? The same one that made me 'I'm gift? "Replies, pointing his neck.
"And what would the alternative, genius?" Replied the other by shaking hands with the voice rising a few decibels, "Hope in the heart of good Debellanti? Bones, it seems a great idea! Or we can focus on our exceptional combat capabilities. You and I can deal with hundreds, thousands Debellanti dancing the macarena blindfolded with one hand tied behind his back and the other to pull a saw a hummingbird, "
" But we ... "
"Sure, we could escape" interrupts him, shouting again. "To go where no one knows. How is another question, since we would not even money by selling the internal organs. Provided that while the buddies Ivan fangs leave them there, the internal organs. I guess they are happy that we know all their tiny secret. "
The shot leaves Cataldo prohibited. He would like to replicate and pissed off, but that part of his brain that assesses, analyzes and reasons at full power only under pressure, that kind of stress-powered iron, used to cancel the ripples on the smooth surface of thought, has already recognized that It is true, have half a chance to do it alone.
collapses down on the bed, exhausted.
"We have no alternative Catà , we have to stay with Ivan," concluded Manuel, this time calmly.
He holds his head in his hands. "Now I tell everyone 'I'm mess is my fault?"
"No," replied the other.
God as tired. Just wants to get back to sleep. "But you should, because it's true," murmured rubbing his bloodshot eyes.
"Okay, maybe you have been reckless' admits Manuel sitting next to him. "In fact, very unwise. A real asshole, ok? But I knew that you had fixed the vampire and I have done nothing to stop you, so it's also my fault. "
The laugh. "With the merciful lie."
"Please." Then inhale. "Listen, we ended up together in this sort of demented horror comic and see it through together. But now you have to force yourself. "
" I'm sick, "she whispered. "I want to go home."
"We will come back. In a bit, 'added the other as if it were really safe.
Cataldo raises his head. "And while you say to stay with Ivan."
"I say."
"Hurrah" he sighs.
"It's the best we have. Now no longer needed, and if it took the deaths would have done it. "
" Okay, "agrees finally. "But if it slaughters, I swear that rises, you revived and I'll kill you. "
'All right, do other things, getting up and grabbing the only candle. "Now let's look at our new palace."
The sightseeing tour lasts a few minutes, moved to somewhere between heavy dark wood furniture heaped hideous ceramic ornaments. Only the kitchen is nice, with a large stone fireplace and copper utensils hanging on the walls.
"In the evening sit by the fire to tell ghost stories" says Cataldo playing with the poker.
"Our kind host must know considerable" replied Manuel, lighting the cauldron towering above the rectangular table.
Cataldo spring the poker. "We could get some 'wood to turn it on. Does a cold pork in here. "
" And if someone sees the smoke? "
" Who, David gnome? "
" It 'minus the witty "snorts Manuel dropped on a chairs. "We try not to attract attention. And not to mess with Ivan. Better to ask first, things' specification.
Cataldo leans back against the edge of the kitchen. "You're right again. But I'll be passing mica security? "
" Never was sure, "explains another. "I think only the most sensible decision. '
" We still have time to leave, "he says, moving forward.
"No. .."
The sound of the door closed and footsteps down the hall see Manuel pale and jumped up toward Cataldo, retreating going to rub against the oven door.
Ivan is standing in the doorway and looks at them. First one, then another, and sighs. "Almost I hoped you were total idiots and you had escaped."
"This is good or bad?" Asks Cataldo with Adam's apple that makes up and down.
"We'll find out," answered the vampire, entering in the kitchen. He was holding a white bag with the brand of a rotisserie and rests on the table. "Here's something to eat. We also advise you to sleep: tomorrow night we will have much to do. "
" You were ... kind, "murmured Manuel, looking at the bag.
Ivan watching them again a few moments. "You can take the master bedroom as well be comfortable. I'll rest in the smallest, because for me it makes no difference. "
the room down the hall is small, with a narrow bed, a square.
"Thanks," Cataldo says this time, advancing toward him.
"I decided to tie you in my sleep, so that made me some trick" the vampire continued, sounding strangely devoid of any threat, "but I trust you two. Just try not to combine disaster. "
He's doing really? Cataldo thinks. It is very trusting of us?
"Need ... something? "awkward question, but looking him straight in the eye. He's doing really?
Ivan shakes his head. "I just do not you open the doors."
He turns and exits. Feel it reach the room and approached the door. Then do not feel anything.
Cataldo turned to Manuel, even in the glow of the candle has a new color in life. But no, it's the light that has changed. Even without penetrating the defense of the barred windows, the first rays of sun announce their presence, shy but reassuring to remember that out is a new day.
