Chapter 117: a trap

Raven's POV

Raven was the first to spot him.

She saw a glimpse of that Vampire dragging someone out of view as he swiftly took down a guard. It felt like she was the only one who caught that brief glimpse of him, standing there in the hallway.

Uncle Ben's eyes widened as an alarm blared through the entire house. Achim reacted quickly, pointing his gun directly at Madame Ophelia, or Fedora, or whatever name she was going by.

Jansen had his gun drawn too, now facing the open door.

"What's the alarm for?" Uncle Ben demanded, his voice laced with anger.

Ophelia laughed manically before smirking, a sight that sent shivers down Raven's spine.

"Your death!" Ophelia shouted.

At the same time, gunshots erupted within the house. Achim fired off a shot, but it missed its target. Before Raven could react, the lights in the room went out, plunging them into darkness.

"What the heck!" someone cursed. The lights came back on shortly after, and Raven scanned the room. Everyone seemed to be okay and o