Fright Night -2011- 【FAST • TIPS】

Charley slid out of bed and grabbed the baseball bat—the one with the nail through the barrel, Peter Vincent’s idea. The one he’d laughed at. He didn’t laugh now.

“No,” he said.

Beside him, Amy’s side of the bed was cold. She’d moved back to her parents’ house last week. “You’re not you anymore, Charley,” she’d said. “You’re just waiting for another monster.” fright night -2011-

She paused. “No?”

“I watched my neighbor eat people. I set my best friend on fire—and he got better . I watched Peter Vincent, the world’s biggest fraud, stake a vampire with a broken pool cue. So no. I’m not doing the ‘watch and weep’ thing.” He stepped forward, into the marble chamber. “You want a debt? Here’s payment.” Charley slid out of bed and grabbed the

The woman tilted her head. A smile cracked her face like dry earth. “Yes. He was. But he was mine . And in this life—this long, dull, mortal-spanned life—that means you owe me a debt.”

Charley tightened his grip on the bat. His heart hammered so loud he was sure she could hear it. “No,” he said

“Charles Brewster,” she said. Her voice was the scrape of a coffin lid. “You killed my fledgling. My son .”

She wasn’t wrong.

Outside, a crow landed on the railing of Jerry’s old balcony. It had mirror-bright eyes.

The hallway to the living room was a dark throat. He pressed his back to the wall, breathing through his mouth. At the threshold, he risked a look.