Chapter 2 Page 01
Helloooo, classic Hellsing scenario. 1999. Stephen: Jon, I’m telling you! They rule the night and feast on– Jon: You’re welcome to sleep here if you want, Stephen. But I’m going home! Jon (thinking): That man…! The President’s probably been shot, and all he can talk about is vampires! When you can bet he would be… Continue reading Chapter 2 Page 01