
A mysteriously powerful vampire appears behind our fearless heroine. "Do not lose hope. Blah," he assures her.
Laughing, a zombie provides the voice of doubt, despair, and defeat. "The World Brainnn...will be Philadelphia against New Brainnn...!!!" he predicts.
"Silence!" commands his vampire master. In anger, the vampire uses some sort of telekinetic magic to rip open the zombie's head. "Blah."
The vampire moves closer to our heroine. Justine observes, "Ironically, your breath smells like garlic."
"Blah."
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