[Opening theme song, Love Will Have Its Sacrifices, plays]
[Heavy rain]
[Thunder crashing]
Welcome back to Silas University!
Oh! [Thunder crashing]
Bet you're surprised to find us here after that whole...fleeing...thing.
Or at least surprised to see you making another video instead of snuggling up with you nice warm...
Mmm...Uhhh! Woah there lady killer. Recording the PG13 version of our happy ending here.
PG13. How incredibly dull.
Update now. Smooching later.
Anyway, turns out escaping Austria across the Alps, not as easy as the Sound Of Music made it out to be.
Between the moving chasms, and the freak-ball blizzards, and the Styrian villagers with
torches and pitchforks. We were forced to return to campus.
But only until we can get back to the library and research up "Escape Plan 2.0"!
In the meantime, we get to enjoy these swish new digs...which Carm just scored by saying some
spectacularly violent things to the Psychology TAs who were squatting here.
"But Laura" you say, "wasn't there some business with some evil Dean? And a light demon that
demanded a sacrifice with a very hard-to-pronounce name, that Carmilla heroically slew?
Which turned out to be less a light demon and more the shiny lure on the forehead of a
very enormous and now very angry Anglerfish God, rising from the caverns below the theatre
building to devour the campus?" Well. Yes.
The thing is, the Anglerfish God is rather big, and, uh, the crater where the Lustig used to be
is rather small and so it kind of got...stuck.
Which means that the campus is saved!
Sort of. Haha.
What?
So I'm heroic, huh?
When you're not threatening to vivisect graduate students.
Well, You'd think, if I was some noble warrior goddess, that I'd be entitled to a little more adoration
from my wide-eyed maiden fair...
You are unbelievable.
I guess I should just be happy you haven't found some brand-new crusade to be on.
We've been here for like, an hour.
What kind of trouble do you think I could possibly get into?
Oh, I have all kinds of thoughts about that–
Hey Guys, so the Library is a No-Go.
Nobody has been able to get in for days. Uh, Perr's gone to see if anybody at the student paper
knows what's going on- which means that I get a break from the-
"What pronoun do I use IF..." interrogations–
Oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt anything.
Excellent.
Leave now. Lock the door.
Don't listen to her. Vampire Seductress here is just crabby because I'm not falling for her 17th century idea of "game".
Sure...
But more important than your twisted courtship ritual is:
How did you find this place? It's amazing.
There's a hot tub in our bathroom. And–
[thumps on the floor, which makes a hollow noise]
Yeah? Like, half the rooms have secret passages!
Which we should probably board the hell up, but still– pretty cool, huh?
Yeah. Do we know who used to live here?
Oh– um– I'm sure it was no one important. Probably just fellowship scholars or visiting professors.
Lucky bastards.
C'mon, you have got to see the big screen in our room, we've got J.P. on the Smart TV!
No, that's okay, I'm just going to finish up the video here.
"Finish up the video"...
Sure.
[Laura laughs]
Anyway, where was I--?
Is that really what you think I was doing?
What?
Using my romantic wiles to take advantage of you?
No! No, that was a just a joke!
I mean, is it a little intimidating to know that you have like, centuries of experience as this
professional despoiler of virtue?
Well...yah.
And, I did have a front row seat to last semester's cavalcade of study buddies...but...
You changed.
What you did for me,
for all of us.
You took on your Mother.
You took on a God.
[Thunder crashes]
And...maybe I am just some nineteen year-old girl who only passed her Lit Class on a vampire fighting
technicality, but...
I still know how the story goes:
Good is triumphant, and evil is vanquished.
And once all of the monsters are chased away, our hero leans in for her
very much non-PG kiss,
and everything fades to...
[Thunder crashes]
Perry?!
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