Getroffen's road was half a kilometer behind the three musketeers. With the dense and heavy Karnstrong forest, yielding its yellow-eyed owls, to ornament with the creaking and rustling of tall ancient trees. The moon stuck in the middle of the sky cleared the ground and, on the side of the trees, so that the girls would not hit their noses. But it was good to be careful. Snow, however little, did not match steep descents like that. The trail they followed pointed to the northeast, flanking the southern face of the Alps.

LaF pulled the end of the line, had a good memory for maps, geographic or anatomical. It didn't matter. The fire-haired Samaritan was the type of person whose books got bored with her. Laura in the middle trying to spot any troll signs.

"Watch out," advised Danny being the last. The tall woodcutter knew how treacherous sprigs of damp grass could be dangerous. "How long till we get there?" Asked worried about landslides.

"Not much. We are very close." replied the biologist.

"Are you tired Danny?" Laura smiled over her shoulder and received a smile in the corner of the other's mouth in response.

"No, and you?"

"I'm great." Laura went down about twenty centimeters with her right leg stretched down, while the left was buried in a hole.

"I told you to be careful!" Said the woodcutter pulling the field journalist. "Are you okay?" She took the leaves off the blue cloak.

"Yes, thanks. My God Danny, you are cold!" She noticed when she felt the skin of her arms under the blue flannel shirt with green threads on her shoulder.

"Ah! Is nothing."

"Are you nuts?!"

"Relax," spoke with her hands on the blonde's shoulders. "I sweated a lot today; I didn't want to walk by your side stinking like a bear." Laura gave a shy smile. The woodcutter made her face warm.

"Guys, hi. Here." LaF called the little tenderness couple, from the top of a crater. The biologist entered the hole. Laura and Danny caught up with her. "But what?!" The doctor gasped, looking everywhere.

"Okay, what about the bear?" Asked Laura.

"I also want to know," LaF said looking for the animal to which that paw on her belt belonged. However, there was nothing but snow, overturned mud, and some trees with the base exploded. "Ah! Damn it, it can't be! Where is it?" Questioned digging the ground.

Danny watched the trees with the wood jutting out like spears. The Amazon didn't even blink, looked at the floor like someone reading a book. She walked over to some mountain bushes. Grabbed something stuck in the lower branches and frowned, even more, when unearthed with her feet what LaF had found the beginning on the other side.

"Danny." Called LaF.

"He came here." She said with all regret in the speech, holding a tuft of bear's hair.

Laura looked down at what they had found. And near the doctor there was a huge frozen red stain. The mark seemed to drag in the direction of the bush, where the woodcutter wished she had a piece of wood to get both passed out and, away from the great danger in her heart. Reluctant, but Danny guarded her friend's backs. Knowing very well their genius.

The passage hidden behind the bush was a gap between two high peaks. A gentle climb took the girls. The higher they went, the more frequent the red marks were in the grooves on the walls, on the floor, and occasionally, LaF would go down to pick up tufts of brown fur.

***

Carmilla followed the group to the crater. Having to wait for the onslaught of laughter to pass, on the blonde's account. She stopped in front of the red sludge on the floor, looking at the blew up woods.

"That was me," said to herself with that blur and the destroyed trees.

She entered the same slot behind the group. Seeing the same smears of blood, she murmured a "That wasn't me." – Angry and thirsty. Still covered in green. She threw the sword so hard that it opened that hole. She punched the trees discounting the anger. And she fought with that huge bear, until stuck her teeth in it and, drinking everything she could take ... not even far from satisfying it. – at the end of the path, the passage opened in a shed, equipped with a water wheel.

Carmilla jumped behind an old cart with the door squeaking. A few more seconds and Danny spent supporting Laura who was almost throwing up, while LaF followed them. The three disappeared around the curve of the passage. She stood up, enjoying the building, probably older than she was.

Mud marks up to the middle of the walls supported a simple strip of green paint, separating the white snow from the dark floor. Carmilla opened the small gate to enter - a crooked old fence with barbed wire - closing it carefully before proceeding - a futile delicacy, an inside joke for your amusement - went through the door without having to open any more. And from there saw what would have caused the blonde's discomfort. The wreckage of what a day ago had been a living thing ... some bear hair. Remains of torn muscles. A butcher's shop.

The vampire pulled the air into her lungs. Releasing her arms from the side sighing and returned to the door. She had left the bear sleepy, but she had not killed him. There was something bad lurking, she knew exactly what it was, and would be a pain in the ass if found them.

"I hope they are just passing through." Snorted when she felt a bump under the coat. She reached into her pocket, taking out the small package that Laura had left. "Cookies." She found when opening that small bow. The vampire snapped up one of the vanilla disks and walked off without giving much importance to the house of horrors. The pieces of chocolate melted in her mouth while the dough was not pure sugar. And smelled like her...