Dylan Dog: Dead of Night Page #7

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...but time heals most wounds.

And if the rest of your life

weren't so regrettably brief,

you would see that I

am a really fast healer.

Let go of me.

Oh, I almost forgot. I love

surprises. Here, bring her up.

Guess who we found in your

shitty-ass little office? Come here.

You little dog, you. Freaky-deaky.

Why do you always pick

the prettiest girls?

I swear, if I didn't need a vessel

to turn into Belial, she would...

You, young lady, would make a

great addition to my little clan.

Mix it up a bit? Get away

from me. Go on, take her.

You know, she kind of

reminds me of Cassandra.

Right? Yeah, I knew

you were thinking it.

She was a fighter. Yeah.

And you know what?

It made her blood taste

just a little bit sweeter.

Easy. You calm down.

Come on, how else was I supposed to

get rid of all those old bastards?

You did the work for me, Quick-Draw.

I swear.

You humans, you're

predictable to a fault.

You pull one string, a leg moves.

You pull another, you pull out a gun.

It's pathetic.

I'm gonna kill you.

Okay.

Me first.

Vargas!

Well, this is a setback.

Dylan? I feel like I've been stepped on.

Dylan? Where the hell

are we? Where are we?

We're in a crypt.

We're in a crypt?

What are we doing in a crypt?

Are you kidding me?

Dylan. Dylan!

Oh, my God, I need to call someone.

Just hold on, just

don't panic, all right?

Just calm down. Calm down! Stop.

911, what's your emergency?

- Hello?

- Hello.

Yes, yes. We're trapped in a crypt.

We're trapped in a crypt.

And I don't know where it is,

but it's dark,

and it's cold, and it smells like sh*t!

Can you give me your location?

And I'm trapped down

here with my friend.

And he doesn't know where we are,

and he's really scared.

He's really scared,

and I'm trying to keep him...

- I'm sorry, you're breaking up.

- Can you hear me?

"More bars guaranteed," my undead ass!

- Dylan! Dylan!

- Marcus!

- Marcus!

- No! What?!

Be quiet, please.

Listen, Dylan, I'm just

trying to think. All right?

What, what is it?

Little-known fact. Zombies are

actually world-class diggers.

Dylan, are you implying that I dig

us out of the dark, scary crypt?

Bingo.

No. Nope, no. Not gonna happen. Not.

Hey, hey, big guy! Big guy!

Big guy! No, it's not happening.

No, no, no, no, no, no! No, no, no!

Dylan, no!

I hate you.

That's not bad, actually.

Who's your go-to guy now?

Not bad for a zombie.

Sh*t.

What?

She wasn't wearing the talisman.

We're gonna save her.

I mean, we're on our way. We're going.

She's not the one I'm worried about.

What's the matter, pumpkin?

Why the long face?

Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill you.

As a matter of fact,

you're gonna live forever.

Yeah, see, if the myths of Belial

are true, you may even outlive me.

But not before you've

brought every undead race

down to their knees before me.

Who knows, maybe the living, too.

On, yeah. We're making you one

of us, if only for a brief moment.

See, only the undead can become Belial.

I know, I know...

I didn't make up the rules.

I have a confession to make.

I'm probably going to enjoy this.

Mors tua, vita mea.

I'm sorry?

It's an old family saying.

It means, "Your death is my life."

Sassy!

Where is the Heart?

It was Elizabeth the entire time.

She was the one controlling

the tattooed zombie,

and she was the one who had to

kill Gabriel, Slake, and you.

All of them? I knew it.

She's a monster hunter,

just like her father.

Hey, should I have a gun?

I should have a gun, right?

Looks like she's trying

to fulfil her legacy.

Call Wolfgang. Tell him

to bring in the cavalry.

Come on.

Stop! Don't do it, Elizabeth.

I knew that you were the only one

who would find it for me, Dylan.

You of all people should

understand what I'm doing.

You should understand why.

Oh, I understand why.

But this revenge, or whatever

it is, is not the answer.

This has nothing to do with

my father being murdered.

This is much bigger than that.

We are the good guys.

By slaughtering millions

of innocent undead?

No, that's where

you're wrong, Elizabeth.

We're the good guys.

And you're the monster.

I wish that I could make you understand.

No, don't!

Come on!

No!

Great.

Oh, my God.

Hang on, Dylan!

Dylan!

Not so fast! Stay away from him!

Stop it! Marcus!?

Elizabeth!?

Marcus, seriously.

Hey!

Zombie power, b*tch.

Stop! You answer to me.

Our enemies are the monsters

outside these walls, not here.

I am your master!

Well, what do we got here?

Monster hunter in over her head?

You think you can wipe us

all out with your pet monster?

Well, guess what, piglet.

We're still here.

And now, it's dying time.

Man.

We're so discussing a raise.

Good work, Dylan.

A lot of people died for this.

I need someone I can

trust to hold onto it.

I'm sorry about your father.

He was a good man.

I wouldn't count my

father out that fast.

Why don't you come down

to the plant sometime?

But this time, leave the silver at home.

Yeah.

Let's go.

You all right? You look like hell.

Yeah.

Next time, I pick the clients, okay?

Hey. I feel like I have

something in my eye.

Do I have something in my eyes?

No.

It's fine? Yeah.

I can't... It feels weird.

Call us a cab.

Okay. Here.

Just do it, please. Thank you.

You know what? Let me... I'll throw

that away. Let me, I'll get that.

It's all right.

You know, I'm gonna hang onto

it for a little while, actually.

I need to get some more

copies for my partner.

Okay, I'll take care of that?

Sure.

I'll get right on it.

Wait, partner? Oh, my God, Dylan?

Did you just say "partner"?

I mean, by partner,

I assume you're talking...

Of course you're talking about me.

Oh, my God, man! Oh, this is great!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't mean...

I know you're in pain. I'm sorry.

If I had another arm

right now, I would hug you.

And, you know, we'll get you,

get you a new arm. Fresh eyes.

You know what? This arm?

Actually I'm kind of starting to dig it.

Smells like Old Spice.

Reminds me of my dad.

Wait, eyes? What are you talking about?

You'll see.

Come on. I'll buy you a hot dog.

I ate a worm tonight. Not so bad.

Pretty good, actually.

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