Lost Boys: The Thirst Page #3

And look, there's a Blood Moon.

They call it that because the moon's face

is deep red or crimson hue.

So they're gonna make a sacrifice

under the Blood Moon.

Exactly.

This Friday is a Blood Moon.

So they're gonna

sacrifice Peter at the rave.

- Well, Edgar, you can't let that happen.

- All right, if I'm gonna do this...

...I need to find out where the rave is

and I need to find out fast.

Well, technically, raves are illegal...

...so the promoters aren't gonna say

where it is until the last minute.

You said that the rumor is that

it was gonna be here in San Cazador.

Even if it is here,

San Cazador is a big place.

If we're gonna find out where that nest is...

...we need to learn

how to think like a vampire.

Bloodsuckers have a tendency

to look for a place...

...that's got a history

of suffering and death.

You know of a place like that here?

There's an old slaughterhouse

on San Cazador Island.

Slaughterhouse?

Perfect.

Nothing vampires love more

than blood and carnage.

If there's a slaughterhouse on that island,

that's where they'll be.

Let me go.

- I promise, I...

- Uh-uh-uh.

Let's not make any promises

we can't keep.

You just lie here

like a good piece of veal...

...and maybe I'll bring you

a nice glass of warm milk.

Hmm.

So where are we going?

My friend likes his privacy.

The name's Blake.

Used to be a congressman

before he learned the truth.

What's up with all the razor wire?

Yo, Blake. Open up.

It's Edgar.

Whew. Edgar.

- How's it hanging?

- What's up, Blake?

Holy-water grenade.

- Nice touch.

- Yeah.

- Needs a little work, though.

- Yeah.

Who the hell's this?

Oh, this is Zoe.

She's cool.

Yeah, I'll be the judge of that.

Touch the cross. Do it now.

Zoe, manners.

- Nice to meet you.

- Blake.

What's with the bike?

Oh, that's a beauty.

I've been working on her for a full year.

Renovations, the lot.

She's gonna be a real killer.

Yeah. Unfortunately, wouldn't do us

much good on this mission.

What else you got?

Welcome to the lair.

What happened to this thing?

Looks like something

blew up in the barrel.

You should see the vampire

I was pointing it at.

Let's just say the gun came out

on the winning side.

Nice new stuff, Blake.

I like it.

You looking for something

to replace your Old Reliable?

Never.

Ah, you say that now.

Feast your eyes on this.

An old Russki RG-6 grenade launcher.

Whoa.

Heavy.

Fires 40 mm fragmentation grenades.

Not this one.

This one fires these.

What is it? Holy water?

Mixed with a little garlic.

Just for giggles.

- I'll take it.

- I thought you might.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

What's this?

Hey, put that down, please.

Very carefully, okay?

That is a prototype resin grenade.

I stole it from a military testing facility

at Groom Lake.

- What does it do?

- Oh, sh*t.

Cool.

Yeah, cool.

I will take that other resin grenade,

though.

Gotta hand it to the grays...

...they sure are good at making weapons.

Well, it's a pleasure doing business

with you, Edgar, as always.

Mm.

Say, you guys wanna stay for dinner?

I got beans.

Yeah, you do.

What the hell are these?

Those?

- Those are, uh...

- A reminder.

Vampires.

They must have tracked us here.

- What did you do to them?

- High-powered UV lamps.

Edgar, all the weapons are in the car.

I guess we're gonna have to improvise.

They've taken out the UV lights.

Hi, sweetheart,

aren't you gonna invite me in?

No. You're not invited.

Wait. Where are you going?

Holy sh*t, we gotta get out of here.

They'll kill us if we go outside.

I'd rather be bit than burned.

Come on, let's go!

- Hi there.

- Guys, get down!

Say hello to Old Painless.

Now, that's what I call a stakeout.

It's cool, right?

Yeah, it should be. It's my design.

If all of these freaks go to the island

and take the Thirst at the rave...

...we're gonna have a full-on

vampire invasion on our hands.

Okay, man, you got the glow sticks?

Let's roll.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yes.

Hey. You didn't tell me...

...Lars Von Goetz was gonna be here.

- Yeah.

- I was kind of hoping he wasn't.

- Oh, yeah.

- That guy is a total animal.

- Yes, baby.

You see the episode

where he wrestled the grizzly bear?

- Missed it.

- Oh, yeah.

Toad.

Hmm.

So, hmm, who's your friend?

Hi. I'm Zoe.

Zoe.

Tell me, Zoe, is it just me...

...or is there some serious chemistry

between us?

That's just you.

Okay.

Edgar.

I hope you brought your bathing suit.

I thought we should blend in

with the other partygoers.

Covert infiltration.

It's a good idea.

Hi, I'm Gwen.

Yeah, I know.

I've sold, like, a bazillion of your books.

- I'm Zoe.

- Right.

You work in a bookstore?

Part-time.

And Edgar thinks that you're qualified

for this mission?

Just how many bloodsuckers

have you killed, Miss Lieber?

- None.

- More qualified than you.

Well, this is Edgar's show,

and I trust him.

Did I mention I hated her books?

So do I.

Rave!

All right, everybody.

According to the blueprints...

...there's an entrance to the slaughterhouse

through a series of underground tunnels...

...which will lead us directly

to where the rave is.

Now, remember, everyone,

there will be a lot of civilians around.

Toadies, not familiars.

Just innocent partygoers who are all there

because they think they're gonna have...

...fun.

Because of this, you will be armed...

...with weapons that are non-lethal

to anything with a heartbeat.

This is a sawed-off, pump action,

Soak and Destroy water gun.

Patent pending.

Turns holy water...

...into holy slaughter.

Zoe, you take it.

Claus...

...it's a high-powered UV torch.

Tie it around your waist.

You'll thank me later.

Edgar, what about me?

You're staying here.

The hell I am!

This is my brother we are talking about.

I understand that...

...but this is not one of your books,

Gwen.

Everybody on this mission

is a trained veteran.

You could be killed, or worse...

...you could be turned into one of them.

- Okay, time out.

Listen, Gwen, I totally buy into

your little vampire goth games...

...that's what you're paying me to do,

but I'm calling bullshit.

If Gwen wants to go, she can go.

Not as long as I'm in charge

of this mission.

It's all right, Lars.

Listen to him.

Edgar knows what he's talking about.

He's an experienced vampire hunter.

Wrong. I'm sorry to be the one

to break this to you...

...but there are no

experienced vampire hunters...

...because there are no vampires.

They do not exist.

Hmm.

Zoe, take these stakes,

strap them to your leg.

And why does she get stakes?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I thought you were Mr. Tough Guy...

...who wrestled a 6-foot alligator with your

bare hands. You don't need weapons.

No, it was 10-foot.

- And I still want stakes.

- Fine.

There's some stakes.

Why are hers metal?

You get what you get.

Let's go.

Edgar, wait.

Bring him back safe.

I'll do my best.

Move out.

Hey, Toad.

Couldn't we come back at night?

It would look so much better on camera.

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