"Hmm, glad to know they're not all dead. So some of them managed to hide?"
With tear stained eyes, Abby looked at him- staring through a curtain of long wet hair;
"Don't worry about it," Nexus explained; "It's just the rest of the cops who hid themselves-they making a run for it. . ."
"G-g-glad to k-k-know they're n-n-not all completely useless. . ." Dracula managed to whisper softly.
The moon could not have shone brighter than Abby's eyes in that moment;
"Grandpa!!" she cried- fresh tears bubbling down her cheeks, flowing in steady trickles.
"Of c-c-ourse," he wheezed through his windpipe; "Y-y-our grandpa's a h-h-hero. . ."
Abby, still on her knees by his side, bent forward- arching her spine all the way, placing her teary cheeks on his chest.
The faint beating of Dracula's heart was drowned by the exaggerated sobs from Abby's throat. She cried into his chest, gripping his right hand tightly;
