Castle of Blood Page #3

I heard everything,

but there was no way for me

to intervene.

You'll understand why.

Sit down, relax, and drink your whisky.

I don't understand.

It's as if I were living

in a nightmare.

Yet I'm convinced, I'm sure, that

Elisabeth is alive.

I felt her body trembling,

I felt her warmth.

At this moment, she's alive

thanks to the power of her senses

that do not wish to die.

What do you mean?

Three forms of life

exist together in every human being.

That of the body

is the most fragile form.

Next, there is the spirit,

which is indestructible.

Finally, there are the senses,

which are not eternal,

but which can survive

long after death.

Especially when a human being

is torn from life

by an act of violence

in a moment

when the senses are undergoing

an intense emotion.

In shod,

one does not entirely die

when one is not ready to die.

That is a totally absurd theory.

But I can demonstrate.

Be careful,

this reptile is very poisonous.

At this moment,

all its senses are mobilised

by a profound

instinct of defence.

Theoretically,

the snake should have died

when I struck the blow.

But it continues to live.

I did this experiment

when I was a child,

with lizards.

It's true, the body struggles for

a few seconds, but then...

There.

Now it has completely

ceased living.

Move your hand closer to it.

Be careful.

Its glands are still secreting

venom.

The reptile is dead, but

its defence instinct survives.

Not for long.

When the blood circulation stops,

decomposition begins,

leading to the death

of the sensory-motor system.

I don't believe your theory

can apply to human beings.

You should believe it,

because you've seen the proof of it.

You've seen Elisabeth.

You've spoken with her.

You've felt her body

trembling in your arms.

Yet,

Elisabeth is buried over there,

in the park cemetery.

And the others?

They too are buried there.

They are victims of

the same destiny.

What destiny?

Follow me, and you'll find out.

Soon, the dead

will relive once again

the final episode

of their earthly existence.

Only Lord Thomas's perversity

could have made you come here

tonight.

He takes after his great-grandfather,

the first Count of Blackblood.

Blackwood!

He took the name Blackwood.

"Wood" instead of "blood."

He was made a nobleman because

he hanged opponents of the Crown.

He was the executioner of London.

Don't be surprised, Foster.

You have many more things to see.

Doctor, I beg you,

tell me about Elisabeth.

It's time.

From now on, words are useless.

Look.

- Do you want something to drink?

- What do you want?

- Leave. Don't stay with him.

Wait for me in the stable.

Go.

I lost sight of you.

- I'm keeping an eye on her.

You took over for me while I was gone.

Now, it's my turn.

What a magnificent family portrait.

You're going?

Yes, I'm going back to London.

I have to work tomorrow,

and I hate not getting enough sleep.

Before, you used to get up early

to hunt. The city has changed you.

I've given up

the pleasure of hunting.

It's been a pleasure for me

to see you reunited again.

William,

try not to leave her alone anymore.

I've sold all my possessions

in America.

Now, I travel

only for pleasure.

What if we went on a cruise,

to visit France, Italy...

That's a good idea.

We'll come see you in London

and talk about it again.

- Let me.

- No, I can go with them.

Stay here with the other guests.

Goodbye, Elisabeth,

and have a good time hunting.

- Don't go back to him.

- Stop being stupid, he's my husband.

George, the coach!

Come on.

You can't go back to him.

You belong to me.

We love each other. We've experienced

unforgettable moments.

He'll go away again, Herbert

Let me go.

No. I know

you'll leave with him.

I'll kill you

if you go back to him!

Let me go!

No, I don't want to.

What you have seen

belongs to the past of the Blackwoods.

And it is only a prologue.

The real tragedy begins now.

Come.

I am alive

only when I love.

Don't cry, Elisabeth.

I beg you.

It's all over. I'm here.

Don't cry anymore.

- Please, Elisabeth.

- Go away.

- Please.

- Go away.

- Don't push me away.

- I hate you, I despise you.

I like men, do you understand?

No, it's not true.

I hate you, you're a murderess!

Leave me alone.

I can't live with you anymore.

I won't leave you again.

We'll stay together forever.

I'd rather die.

You can't say that,

because I -

I love you, Elisabeth.

Stop!

Let me go, Carmus.

No one is holding you.

You are the prisoner of the present.

You cannot cross

the threshold of the past.

That's not true.

That's all a lot of nonsense.

The dead live

in another space,

in another dimension.

I must convince you.

Let me go, and I'll convince you

of the contrary, Carmus.

You're wrong again, Foster.

Look, there is nothingness

behind you.

Let me go.

Don't try to hide, Carmus.

Where are you, Carmus?

Show yourself, I beg you.

Tell Lord Thomas

he has won the wager.

I want to get out of here.

I can't stand it anymore.

Open it!

I know you're there. Open!

I've lost the wager.

I give up.

I'm going mad.

Look out, Carmus.

You have seen how and why

I died.

"Blood is the source of life:

only blood revives the dead!

We will drink your blood!"

Marvellous. Our first night

will be unforgettable.

A night of love and terror

if Lord Blackwood is telling the truth.

Don't leave me.

You are afraid, Mrs. Perkins?

Yes, I'm afraid of cheating on you

with a ghost.

Don't go in.

Don't go in.

Stop!

Let me do it.

Don't go up.

You'll be killed.

You want to keep me from leaving.

Very well.

You don't frighten me.

You're dead!

I'm alive.

What was it?

A ghost

spying on us through the keyhole.

- Don't be stupid. Go see.

- All right.

I'll be right back.

Now it's your turn,

Foster.

Your hour has struck.

Run away, Alan.

They want your blood.

I beg you, flee.

Follow me. Quickly.

In one hour, it will be dawn.

From now on,

you are in our hands.

You can't escape us.

Your fate is sealed.

We don't want to give up life.

Your blood will be our life.

Where were you?

Perhaps I can save you. Come.

- You're not with the others?

- I love you.

I've never loved anyone

as much as you.

But you're alive.

No, I wanted to be.

I beg you, run away.

Hurry, before it's too late.

They're coming.

Go through the park.

Your life will be safe

beyond the gate.

- Come with me.

You can't take me into a world

that is no longer mine.

Let me go.

I'm dead, you must understand.

No, you're alive.

Believe me, you're alive!

- Come.

Let me go, please!

I can't follow you!

Let me go!

- I can't go any further.

I beg you, let me go.

My love.

You can't escape us.

Your fate is sealed.

We don't want to give up life.

Now your blood is ours.

Your blood will be our life.

You won't escape.

You can't escape us, Alan!

He made it.

He's waiting for us in front of the gate.

Stop, Laster.

No one has ever

survived the night of the dead.

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