Monster Mash

Mmm, delicious.

You can go.

Good night, Mistress.

Thank you, Pia.

You don't belong here.

Dracula!

Well, it's a shame, dear.

You'll only find me here.

Ah!

Who's there?

Hello.

I'm Dr. Victor Frankenstein,

and...

You belong to me now.

You've made a grave mistake.

My father will come for me.

Then our goals align.

Elisabeta?

Oh, it's you.

Bread?

I can't eat that.

Well... we shouldn't let it go to waste.

You eat it.

Yes. It's all yours.

Hey, where have you been?

All right.

Could you try not to break it next time?

Father...

Oh, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Your... heart?

Yeah.

Listen...

You got to get into the catacombs tonight.

Because we need the heart.

All right?

What are you hanging around for? What do you want?

Girl... safe.

What?

What the hell do you care whether she's safe or not?

She's nothing to you.

Listen...

That girl is nothing more to me than a piece of bait.

Okay?

I have no bad intentions to her.

I promise you that.

You stay away from her.

Go tonight and do what you got to do.

Thank you.

You seem to be lost, my friend.

I suggest you go back the way you came.

How did you come to possess this?

This belonged to my long dead queen.

This was lost in the great fire that consumed

the great temple of Karnak 4,000 years ago.

This is a forgery.

A fake!

Why are you doing this?

Frankenstein!

Please.

Please, no. I'm sorry, master.

The only reason you are alive

is because of your duty to me.

When you fail that duty, you forfeit your life.

Please, master. I beg forgiveness.

You were supposed to watch over us, and yet...

you saw no one.

Heard no one.

I was tired last night.

She drank too much and I must have fainted.

-Ah. -Forgive me.

So...

A stranger came into my home

and took away my child and you,

my dumb little cattle,

slept soundly through all of it.

Please, master, spare me.

I would hate to think that you had a hand in this.

Tell me who took her.

I... I don't know, master.

Truly.

Do you have any idea who would be so bold

as to take away my Elisabeta?

I... I know she's been secretly seeing Mila,

but I was not supposed to tell.

Mila Severine, the witch?

The very same, master.

For what?

I don't know, ask Mila.

Oh, shh. Shh.

Well...

You continue to be... useful.

Please, master, don't kill me.

The heart of Ramses the Third.

Nothing short of a modern miracle.

Hey, hey.

Well done there, Boris.

You can go now.

Here you go, love.

It was from the gentleman at the bar.

I will gladly accept.

Oh and here...

for your close close-lipped beau.

How did you know I was going to ask?

I keep my ears open.

I'm not a psychic, just a good listener.

Thank you for this.

After that, he's going to be begging for your hand

by the new moon.

I wish you a happy union and many fat babies.

I owe you.

I'll remember.

Fairly bold of you, Count.

You rarely make public appearances.

I can sense your unease.

My mother always taught me to respect royalty.

The Syzgany people are at your service.

I'm here about my daughter.

She came to see you.

Not to be indelicate, but she did.

And it shall remain between me and her.

Tell me what you spoke about.

A promise is a solemn oath.

Someone has taken her.

Impossible.

What idiot would incur your wrath?

That is why I have come.

But as to why she would have any business with your kind

is a mystery to me.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

I wouldn't eat if I lived honestly.

If you were responsible for what happened to my daughter,

I would feast on your insides without a moment's hesitation.

No need for threats.

I'm on your side.

So tell me what you spoke about.

My word is my bond. And I gave her my word.

I cannot share why she was here, but I could talk around it.

So talk around it, witch.

She was looking for a way out.

She was looking for a cure.

I had nothing to do with your daughter's disappearance.

You should know I considered her friend.

Is it possible she wanted to be taken?

What happened to her was not by her design.

And you found no remains?

She lives.

I can sense her.

And I found this.

It wasn't Elisabeta's.

Does it mean anything to you?

It's forgery.

Clever one, but forgery nonetheless.

Would you look into it for me?

For her?

I know you have your ways.

What kind of friend would I be if I abandoned Elisabeta

in her hour of need?

I'll ask my spirit guides.

You know, she blames me for her mother's passing.

Her feelings for you were... complicated.

What else could I do?

Watch as they grow old and die?

I loved them.

Her mother could not stand

the burden of this new way of living.

You call it living, but I don't think Elisabeta ever did.

I could not stand an eternity if I lost her.

She is the last mortal thing I was responsible for.

I must find her.

You could pay Ramses a visit.

He may be able to help you.

Ramses?

Why him of all creatures?

Because this forgery is of Egyptian make.

I'll starve.

Wait, wait.

What's your name?

Boris.

What are you, Boris?

You don't smell like him.