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Chapter 455 Chapter 455

?The city, veiled in the shroud of night, becomes a labyrinth of possibilities, and Tom, guided by instinct and deduction, seeks to outmaneuver the elusive killer.

After a while that Tom and Reves left the group, something unexpected happened. "Ahhhhhhhhhh" noices were heard in the stillness of the night, a distant commotion echoes through the city, catching Tom's attention. The patrol officers, who had been tailing the manipulated Charlie, seem to have encountered a disturbance. It dawns on Tom that the elusive killer is in the vicinity, orchestrating a macabre symphony that unfolds in the shadows.

Reacting swiftly, Tom shifts his focus towards the source of the disturbance. Meanwhile, Reaves, astute and observant, is the first to discern something unusual—a black figure suspended upside down, reminiscent of a bat, near a window.

"Hold up Tom" he said to Tom who was about to dive to where the notice is coming from. The uncanny sight sets off alarm bells, and a shared understanding passes between Reaves and Tom—this could be the elusive killer they've been pursuing. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Without hesitation, Reaves takes the lead as they both start pursuing the suspect, his senses heightened by the proximity of the mysterious figure. Tom followed closely behind.

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Abby's abrupt awakening catapults her from the realm of nightmares into the chilling reality of her own fear. The remnants of the dream cling to her, and she finds herself drenched in cold sweat.

The dream, a distorted tapestry of fear, unfolds with a vampire infiltrating her grandfather's sanctuary, sinking its fangs into the very source of her solace—Dracula.

Overwhelmed by the fear that her dream might manifest into reality, Abby's instincts kick in. Urgency propels her from her bed, her mind swirls with a torrent of emotions, the residue of the nightmare clinging to her consciousness. As she races through the dimly lit corridors, her heart pounds in sync with the urgency that propels her forward.

"It was just a dream," she reassures herself, but the lingering unease refuses to dissipate. The vivid imagery of a vampire violating the sanctity of her grandfather's bed casts a disconcerting shadow over her thoughts.

Nexus, maintaining his comforting embrace, speaks with a soothing tone, "Abby, it's going to be okay. We'll find him. But first, tell me, did he mention anything about where he might be or what he was doing?"

Abby, her voice shaky, responds, "No, Nexus. He was just gone when I woke up. I had a bad dream, and now he's not here...

"No, Nexus. He was just gone when I woke up. I had a bad dream, and now he's not here. I'm scared something might have happened to him."

Nexus, maintaining his calm demeanor, offers words of reassurance, "I understand, Abby. We'll search for him together. I promise we won't rest until we find your grandfather. Now, let's check the house again. Maybe he's in his study or somewhere he usually spends time."

Nexus, with a reassuring smile, continues their conversation as they explore the house together. "Abby, Dracula is a resourceful and knowledgeable man. There might be a reason he's not here at the moment. Let's systematically check each room and think about where he could possibly be."

Abby nods, still clinging to a glimmer of hope. "You're right, Nexus. Grandfather is strong and wise. Maybe he just got caught up in something important."

As they move from room to room, Nexus remains attentive to Abby's emotions. "Abby, can you tell me more about the bad dream you had? Sometimes dreams hold clues, and understanding them might help us figure out where Dracula could be."

Abby hesitates for a moment, her eyes flickering with a mix of fear and reluctance. "It was... a vampire. In my dream, a vampire attacked Grandfather. It felt so real, Nexus, like a terrible premonition."

Nexus, though intrigued, maintains his composure. "Dreams can be mysterious, Abby. We should continue searching for your grandfather. I am sure he is safe."

The person who burst into the room with Nexus was Mike, Dracula's finesse disciple. As Abby and Nexus traverse the dimly lit corridors in search of Dracula, Mike trails behind them, his impatience simmering beneath the surface.

Mike, unable to contain his growing frustration, quickens his pace, intending to voice his discontent "Nexus, we have a reason for...". However, before he can interject, Nexus senses the tension and pivots, halting Mike with a raised hand.

"Nexus," Mike begins, his voice tinged with irritation, "we've been wandering aimlessly. We need a plan, not just blindly searching every room."