Hotel of The Death - This time it's war - Horror

Sybil, you need to go the old tree in the cemetery near by the river. There you'll find a portal that will bring you to Harry Brown to exchange your friends for the book! Harry Brown! Sybil Where are my friends? You will get your friends if you handle me the book First I want to see my friends There are your friends, now give me the book. Here's your bloody book. OK, I've the book. Let them go Is the C4 Ready? - Yes - Push the button. It's showtime! You will pay for this. First your men and then you! Die, you ***! This is the worse day ever! I've been shot. My friends died. Vanessa betrayed me, and I broke a nail. ***! Will you do me a favor? I need blood. There's a bottle of blood in my bag. Please give it to me. What? A bottle with blood? Who do you think you are? Dracula? - Be careful Jack, she's the real thing. - Yeah right. - She's wearing makeup, and her fangs are made in Hong Kong. - No really, she's a vampire. Do you want a demonstration? All I want from you is information. Why did you kill a dozen man? They were terrorists, working together with Harry Brown. They blew up a warehouse earlier today. You had to contact us. And tell you what? That I'm a vampire, fighting against evil and that terrorist killed two friends of mine? In bright daylight. Which is why you can't be a vampire. You think that you are, but you aren't. Do you really think that vampires cannot walk in daylight? You shouldn't believe the things you see in Hollywood movies. Vampires are creatures of the night. Well, that's ***. We can walk in the daylight, and we can drink whatever we want. Look out or I will put a wooden stake in your heart. A wooden stake can't kill us. You must be stupid. I will throw holy water in your face. Holy water is just water. It makes us wet; that's all. Then I will burn you with a cross. Yeah right. A cross is just an object. It won't kill or stop us. What about a bullet in your head? It will hurt but won't stop us. The only thing that can kill us is a beheading, or you can burn us. However, that's about it. I might do that. Sure, you can. However, I'm more than 250 years old. Do you think you can beat me? We can better work together to stop this madness. - ***, an alarm. - We're under attack. Let me guess. By zombies? Brains! We've to talk with Sybil because she knew about this. I know. What the ***? Brains, fresh brains! We have to burn her. You mean Sybil? Yes, she's behind all this. How else did she know about the zombies? She's a vampire And we all know that vampires are evil. She and I had a meeting last night in the lobby of the Sheraton Hotel. What? You never told me that. She wanted my help. I gave it a thought and decided not to help her. I told her by phone that she could go to hell. And why didn't you tell me that before? What's the point? Anyway, I'm telling you now. What else did she told you? She was talking about an ancient curse and that a demon named The Reaper is behind this. She also told me about Richard McKenna. Who the *** is Richard McKenna? And what's that nonsense about a demon named The Reaper? Sounds like crazy talk to me. Sybil told me that McKenna's blood was the key to destroy the book of the death. The book of the death? That's what she told me. I said that I would help, but later I decided that it was... well you know, crazy talk. - You should have told me. - Would that make any difference? I guess not. - And now we're going to burn her. - That's the plan. - Awesome. Let's burn the witch. - Vampire witch. Which vampire? O right. I get it. Sybil! When Vanessa called me earlier today to say that I could go to hell... I came up with a new plan. I knew that the reaper would raise the death to build his army of zombies... And the dead shall walk the earth by the name of Lucifer! Rise from your graves and open the gates of hell! I asked my cousin to go to the police station and set me free after the alarm sounds. I told you, Jack, that you couldn't beat a 263-year-old vampire. We have more than one lifetime experience, and you don't. Sybil, I've some good news! McKenna's airplane landed today. OK. Then we'll go and catch him. - Do you think we'll be on time at the Logan Airport? - Well, it's raining cats and dogs so I think so... - OK - No worries, I will drive a little faster. I am now on my way to stop the reaper and stop this evil. Doing time in prison and get burned doesn't end the curse... but destroying the Necronomicon with the blood of the chosen one will! I told you that we could cooperate, but I knew that I couldn't rely on you, and I couldn't rely on Vanessa. It's because of Vanessa that I wasn't able to save my friends. If I can go to hell, then so will you! However, first I'll end the curse. Now it's time for war. - O my god - No worries, he's gone. - What? - He was a zombie soldier... sent out to kill you by a demon named the Reaper. - What? - I am Sybil and I know what you think... you're a vampire. Well, I am not going to deny that. However, I fight evil and try to save humanity. It's a thing you can call destiny. Saving the world and yadi-yadi-yadi. - It's my job. - I don't understand You are Richard McKenna, right? - Well yeah but... - We don't have time for but. All you need to know is that you're in danger... and that my cousin Catherine will take you to a safe house... until this is over. I've to stick around here to kill other zombies. What the hell... Don't be afraid. I'm not a monster. I nearly survived a zombie attack. I'm Catherine, come with me. My car is outside. Don't forget to ditch the car. - I'm sure that Harry Brown is somewhere nearby. - OK. Come on Richard, hurry! - Will you please slow down a little? - Sorry, we're in a hurry because they want to kill you. - You will kill us the way you drive. - Well, I am sorry for trying to save your ***. Just give me a minute. we don't have the time for this! What do you mean? Nobody followed us, and if they did, then they gave up. I mean, the way you drive... It's possible that Harry Brown will find us if we stay here. - Who the hell is Harry Brown? - He blew up your apartment in London. - ***! What are we waiting for? - Finally, you're making sense!