"You know," Hyung brushed her hair, "it's strange that Gregorio hasn't called us yet to tell us what our mission is supposed to be spending the night in this lighthouse."
"That is strange," Dracul admitted, "Gregorio is usually so on top of everything."
Hyung picked up her Samsung cell phone, "I think I'll give him a call and find out what this is all about."
Outside on the windswept rainswept seashore, the mysterious woman in the black evening dress had located some oyster shells.
"Here's some," the woman proudly smiled.
"Great," Amadeus grabbed them and banged them open on a large rock and then swallowed the oysters.
"Ahem," the woman looked at Amadeus.
"Say, boss," Amadeus looked at Renfield, "would you mind paying the woman?".
"Me?!" Renfield looked shell shocked.
"I didn't bring any money with me," Amadeus explained.
Renfield reached into his pocket and paid the woman.
She smiled and continued to walk along the beach.
"You know oysters are great with lemons," Amadeus sighed in ecstasy, "you don't happen to see any lemons around here, do you?".
At that moment, a couple of old Chrysler K-Cars from the 1980s washed up on the beach.
Back in the lighthouse, Hyung put down her cell phone and looked at Dracul, "That's strange, Gregorio said he never sent us any message telling us to spend the night in this lighthouse."
"That is strange," Dracul bit his lip, "so who would want us here?".
The woman in the black evening dress and high-heeled shoes who carried the bucket of seashells walked up the steps towards the lighthouse.
She smiled a sweet smile showing her teeth as she did so. A couple of pearly white beautiful vampiric incisors seemed to glisten in the rain.
To be continued.
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