In the warehouse inside the L-shape of the Grand House, Benjamin’s bedroom is on the second floor. Perhaps there are no walls or doors, and you can clearly see it when you climb the stairs. The space with only a large bed, a few wicker chairs and some wooden cabinets is not considered a room, but this is the only place in the Grand House that has the atmosphere of an ordinary home. .
Because it was originally a barn-like building, completely wooden, the werewolf dug out huge windows on all sides, and the ground was covered with dry straw, which was completely opposite to the dark and cold atmosphere in the Grand House. Of course, the most important thing is that Benjamin has many photos, mounted in wooden photo frames, placed on the table and hung on the wall. Different tall, muscular men and women wearing tank tops with toned muscles, pictured with Benjamin.
This place is just like the home of an ordinary retired soldier, warm and safe.
At this time, two women were sitting on Benjamin's bed.
"I'm so jealous of you." Louise held the brush in her hand, dipped some blush in the makeup box, and brushed it on Alice's cheeks: "You have the most perfect cheekbones! No need for extra shadow at all!"
"Really?" Alice held a mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't tell whether she had become more beautiful or uglier. After all, the sixteen-year-old banshee had never established a correct sense of aesthetics.
"I don't need to lie to you." Louise straightened the banshee's face and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay. You can ask Benjamin."
Alice jumped off the bed, rushed to the guardrail, leaned forward, and shouted to the werewolf below who was actually 'scratching' a square stone tablet: "Benjamin! Louise put on makeup for me!"
"It's a bit early for your age..." Benjamin looked up as he looked up. On one of his plush fingers, a sharp cone-shaped toenail rested on the stone tablet. The white marble edge, complex patterns and the beginning of its shape were beginning to take shape.
"Ah..." Benjamin opened his mouth, honestly, before today, he had never thought Alice was beautiful. The nails pierced the corners of the marble, and several cracks spread from the upper right corner of the stone tablet: "It's very beautiful, Alice, you are very beautiful now."
"Really?" Alice became a little shy after the surprise, and ran towards the stairs holding on to the guardrail: "I'll show Zach!"
Benjamin pushed the broken stone tablet away, took another stone, and smiled: "He is still in the office."
"Oh." Alice's hurried steps stopped, and she turned around silently and walked back.
"Let's go check out Old Hank's place!" Louise pulled some disappointed Alice down the stairs and walked toward the back of the warehouse.
Behind the warehouse, there are logs stacked in a pyramid shape and cut wooden boards. Old Hank is holding a knife and carving something on the already formed coffin.
Jin was also here, but Old Hank seemed to dislike Jin's clumsiness and wouldn't let him near the workbench. He gave him a wood planer and asked him to chip away at the board...
"Alice?" Jin saw the girl next to Louise. The originally hard and sunken face became soft and full, but the reserved look was still there.
"Hmph! Beautiful woman!" Old Hank snorted, "No matter how pretty you are, you still have to work! Alice, come here and help!"
Hank is a strange old man. In addition to losing his temper and driving away guests, he never has a good word for beautiful women.
So Alice felt relieved now, took Louise's hand and whispered thank you, ran briskly to Hank, took the carpenter's knife from Hank, and started carving.
It's time to tell the truth. The most important person in the Grand House is not the vampire Zach or the werewolf Benjamin, but the banshee Alice. She runs the kitchen, cleans, serves as Hank's apprentice, and she grooms corpses... Now everyone knows where her lack of aesthetics comes from...
Jin put down the plane and called to Louise, "Louis, can we talk?"
"Okay." Louise had nothing to do for the moment and followed Jin into the distance.
"Louise." Jin looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. He lowered his voice and asked, "When all this is over, the shapeshifters and whatnot. What are your plans?"
"Me?" Louise shook her head: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet."
Jin was a little surprised that this smart woman didn't have any vigilance at all, and continued to ask: "Aren't you scared? I mean, you and me, we are human beings. And them, they are..." Jin tried to use less offensive words , but after thinking for a while, I found nothing except 'monster', "No matter what, you don't want to live here forever, do you?"
Louise thought for a while: "Hank, Hank is just an ordinary old man."
"Uh." Kim frowned. Hank ignored the werewolf's furry fingers and the vampire's 'wine glass'. The only explanation was that Zach was controlling him with his red eyes. "Red eyes, Lois, You know Zach’s red eyes distort your will!”
"I know." Louise finally showed an expression on her face and sighed: "But even if he doesn't do this, I will stay here. At least I don't want to be eaten by the aliens, and he can protect me." Louise looked at Jin in confusion: "Why are you asking me this? As far as I know, weren't you also attacked by aliens? There is no difference between us. We are all here seeking protection."
Kim detected a hint of resistance in Louise's tone, and it was Kim's own fault. As Louise said, he is also weak in front of the aliens, and cooperating with vampires is just a different way of seeking asylum. In this situation, he was not qualified to criticize Louise's trust in vampires.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Jin frowned, "I just..." Jin thought about what to do: "This morning, when Benjamin and I went to the North District, he told me something. I just think that you should You should know!"
"What's the matter?" Louise asked. Jin was not an unpleasant man, so Louise decided to listen to what he wanted.
"Benjamin, maybe, just maybe, Zach will turn you into his descendant."
Louise raised her eyebrows: "Me? Become his descendant? How?"
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Now, please think about this question. How do you know the process by which a vampire creates another vampire. Let me hear it, oh! It's all the 'normal' stuff, TV, internet,... Okay, I hear you.
Let me turn on the ten-inch TV in Zach's room on the second floor of the Grand House. Well, the housewife in an apron is teaching everyone how to make cakes, a stand-up show, the woman with a waterfall head reporting the news, and the pregnant woman A woman undresses in front of a priest... No, no vampires make offspring.
By web, you must be referring to the spider web in the corner of the basement of the Grand House. When I asked it this question, it looked confused on my face.
, this can be done. This is what I typed out on the typewriter that Zach bought for me for more than a hundred dollars. Maybe I should remind Zach that he's running out of ink.
I think I expressed my opinion.