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(licking his claw) “Honest. And tasty.”

He raises the axe.

A hand, withered and gray, pulls itself from the wreckage of the Sierra Nevada train. Rupert Gray, now a legless torso, drags himself toward a rabbit. He hisses. abraham lincoln vampire hunter 4k

A hand bursting through the wooden roof of the passenger car behind him. Pale. Veins like black lightning. It grips the edge, and a face emerges—VAMPIRES. But not romantic. Their skin has the texture of wet parchment. Their eyes are jaundiced. Their fangs aren’t elegant; they are evolutionary—designed to rip, not pierce. (licking his claw) “Honest