Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Seven
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[EIGHTEEN]
    "He's a dead man!" Tabra blurted, and I swerved a bit on the road.
    "We need to get to him before they do."
    "This is borad giorno light, he can't sneak past the guards like before." I was thinking outloud, and no one interrupted me. "He won't make it three steps with that weapon in his hand, and he'll be shot down."
    "Maybe not." Shropee said, and I turned a left curve.
    "What do te mean?" I asked her, wanting loopholes as quick as possible.
    "There is a way to get in without the guards. But, that would need più then one person."
    "So, if we get there fast enough, we can go in together." Tabra said.
    "Yes." Shropee pointed to her right, and I turned.
    "No! He can die! That castello is full of how many people? Against the four of us is death served on a piatto here!" I pointed out, and saw Jerek's car parked behind a big bacheca of greenery. "Here we are." I said, and stopped the car right successivo to his.
    We jumped out of the car, and started running towards the draw-bridge, when I stopped.
    "Guys!" I hissed, and they turned to look at me. "Look."
    I pointed on the ground and saw a trail of blood leading into the woods.
    I started following it while the others went on, and as I stepped deeper and deeper into the woods, I saw the most grossest thing ever to live. Right in front of me, bound to a tree, was five men, wrapped up in vines and twigs, hung from a albero branch above me. Their blood dripping down into a pool of muddy blood, and they looked like they had no chance of surviving.
    "Great." I muttered, and ran back to catch up with Shroppe and Tabra.