Nightmare Asylum 

Kathy was a hiker she liked to walk jog and run. She liked to be independent of everything, she didn’t need a hotel a car a bike only her own legs and whatever she could carry. She was on holiday, she had a rough idea where she wanted to end up, she had just a map and a back pack. She was out in the back country in no particular hurry to find civilisation. Kathy was an attractive 20 something brunette she was worth at least two looks from any passing man. Her body was in good shape from all the walking and hiking, she had a very trim figure.

Kathy saw a secluded spot on her map it was getting late. She had to make camp at some point, it looked like a good location she might as well look at it. Kathy followed a trail, She got to a creek she was hot and tired. So Kathy decided to go for a dip in the cool water, it would remove a lot of dust the water was inviting. There was a fallen tree by the edge of the river it was perfect as a clothes line. Kathy put her back pack on the tree followed by her hiking boots her socks her shirt shorts sports bra and panties. She made sure they were hung above ground so that no creepy crawlys would be waiting for her. Kathy left all her positions on the log then went for a swim. 

Kathy was also a good swimmer there was a gentle current she swam against it for fifteen minutes, then it turned into half an hour. Kathy found it getting cold, she swam back to where she had left her gear, it was gone the log had apparently gotten lose and floated down the river. Kathy panicked she started swearing, after a few minutes of frantic pacing she looked down the river. Kathy couldn’t see a single sign of her gear apart from some marks in the mud where the tree had been. Kath looked down the river there was a fork in it she had no idea which direction her belongings had escaped down. She would have a lot of ground to cover.

Kathy began to shiver, she wrapped her arms around herself and rubbed her sides to keep warm. Kathy knew the danger of exposure. She followed the path of the river for about 15 minutes she had to find some decent shelter. There was an old building in the distance Kathy moved towards it . When she got outside there was a sign. The sign outside said something asylum, the first word had been scratched out. Kathy looked at the sign someone had really hated the place they had put a lot of effort into so thoroughly destroying the sign. There was a high iron fence tipped with spikes the gate was well locked. Kathy looked around for a minute. There was a hole in the fence just by the river bank. A bracket securing the fence had rusted away over the decades and it had collapsed under its own weight. Kathy had to follow the path of the river. the river ran through the disused asylums grounds she wasn’t sure if it was a lucky coincidence. Certainly luck was involved she just wasn’t sure if it was good luck or bad luck yet.

It was getting cold and dark Kathy knew she needed shelter. Kathy didn’t want to spend the night inside an old dishevelled building it might be dangerous structurally unstable but her freezing ass persuaded her to look closer. Kathy moved out over an over grown lawn past some defaced bronze statues and a dried up fountain. Kathy moved round the property it was dark and ere. One of the doors at the side of the building was left open. Kathy approached the door the lock seemed to have been forced. Someone had ripped the outside handle off, only the inside handle remained. Kathy reluctantly went in the hinges of the door had not been oiled, it creaked like the mouth of a grave almost giving Kathy a panic attack.

Kathy looked at the corridor as she went in. The corridors floor was dirty and greasy the lights were not working, trapped in little cages the bulbs gave no light. the windows were frosted and had a mesh of bars over them. The light was itself a prisoner the lights operated on key switches. The door was heavy steel it must have weighed 400 pounds, every door in the corridor was the same a heavy steel door reinforced with heavy steel bars across the back multiple locking points adorned each door there were viewing windows they also had locks. One viewing window was left open, Kathy was curious she glanced inside the cell. There was padding on the floor on the walls and on the ceiling. There was a bed it had restraints built into every part of it. The bed looked like it was waiting for a patient. There were restraints laying in the outline, of what would have been purpose designed for a woman. Kathy guessed the restraints kept there shape like the invisible woman was tied up and all you could see were the restraints. There was a waist strap done up tight ready and waiting there were stirrups leg spreaders built into the bed they would hold a woman’s legs open they had straps at thigh ankle knee even for the toes, they were spread uncomfortably wide. There was a thick leather hood that formed part of the bed attached to the head board. There were straps for the patients neck straps that would go above and below the patients breasts. There were tight leather arm sheaths that would hold the patients arms at her side, they seemed to be built into the mattress. 

Kathy touched the door for a second. There was a flash of light, Kathy was in darkness she could feel the tight restraints that only a moment ago she had been looking at. She tried to struggle but her movements were pathetic. A massive leather plug filled her mouth cutting of all speech her tong was pressed to the floor of her mouth, she could feel the pressure of the leather pushing behind her teeth. A tight leather hood held her head locked in a claustrophobic embrace blindfolding her, pulled tightly back to the headboard. A set of tightly lace sheaths ensured she had no movement in her arms they were numb from the tightness of the leather laced around her skin. From the tips of her fingers to her shoulders, it felt as if she had been strapped hear for hours or days. Her breasts were squeezed in an unwelcome vice of leather, they bulged out from the straps over her chest. Kathy’s waist was on fire, the leather strap was as tight as a vice her poor abdomen screamed for release. She could hardly breath and her stomach was in knots. Her legs were pulled apart like they were on a rack. Straps holding them securely at every point the muscles in her thighs and calf’s ached from the position. Kathy felt something not someone coming towards her. They reached out and touched her leg, Kathy felt the brush of a finger tip.

There was another flash of light, Kathy was again standing in the dingy corridor it had just been a dream. Kathy looked at her legs she could swear she saw the impression of a strap for just a second then it was gone. She dismissed the entire experience as just a day dream. The rest of the internal doors were also locked. She needed to find a bed or at least something to wear, an old hospital uniform a bed sheet something. Kathy continued down the corridor, there were a few signs of water damage a musty mouldy smell. She noticed another window of a cell open apprehensively Kathy peaked in.

This cell was much like the last cell padding covering every surface. Kathy could not see a bed the only thing she could see was a small cage in the far corner of the room. The cage could just about accommodate a woman. That is if the woman was kneeling down in a little ball even then the cage would be horribly cramped. Cathy looked more closely at the cage, it had a hole at each end one looked about large enough for a woman to put her head through, the other would be just about where her ass was. Kath looked on the floor next to that hole, there was a bundle of leather it looked like a hood. Kathy was drawn closer, she felt the urge to keep looking to try and identify every part of the cage and the equipment in it. There was a set of mittens laying in the cage they would go over the patients hands there were two sets of shackles in the cage and strangely three long metal bars propped against the side of the cage. As Kathy moved closer there was a flash of light or energy. 

Kathy was kneeling in a tight little ball metal pressed against almost her whole body. Kathy wondered how she had been in this position, then she hazily remembered. She was wearing a thick tight leather hood, the only gap a triangle for her nostrils. A massive bundle of oily cloth and bandages was wedged between her jaws, with no way to expel it. Metal shackles tightly clamped onto her ankles, they were passed through holes in the cage with the chain taught on the outside of the cage. Kathy’s feet touched the back of the cage. Toe cuffs had been attached to each big toe then to the bars of the cage further limiting her movement, pulling her feet towards each other. A metal bar had been passed between the bars of the cage behind Kathy’s knees, then she had been forced to sit down tightly clamping the bar and her knees in place. The second metal bar had been passed through the cage in front of her stomach, she had then been forced to bend forwards over it pinning her legs down. Tight heavy leather mittens had been secured over her hands, she couldn’t uncurl her hands from being balled up her fingers were cramped. Shackles had been locked over her wrists. Then Kathy had been forced to bend down further. Her hooded head was passed through a hole in the front of the cage, a short bar pressed under her chin to stop her moving her head. A long steel bar had been passed through the bars of the cage between her elbows and her back. Her arms were wrenched back in this position completely immobilised, she could not move her torso at all, her body was trapped in a tightly balled predicament. The top of the cage had been closed. 

Again Kathy felt something not someone coming towards her they were behind her. A hand reached out touched the top of the cage, then a hand worked its way through the hole in bars and touched her ass. Kathy jerked against her bonds she was not going any where. A tight sandwich of steel leather and her own contorted limbs held her firm. The hand was a woman’s, the hand reached between the cleft of her ass. Kathy felt what was coming, the nozzle was already greased, she clenched her muscles but it did little. The nozzle was large with notches down its length, it was pushed firmly in. Kathy screamed into her gag, no perceivable sound emerged. A wider section of the nozzle forced her further open. Kathy tried desperately to struggle the only thing that she could do was wiggle her toes ineffectually. The nozzle was pushed home against the base of her butt cheeks. A stand was attached to the side of the cage a large rubber container full of detergent and water was hooked to the stand. A tube was attached to the base of the nozzle,. The tube was connected to a foot pump another tube ran from the foot pump to the rubber container. Kathy herd the woman’s foot land on the pump, Kathy felt her behind fill with water and detergent it burned. There was a flash or a shimmer Kathy was again standing in the hall looking through a window. She had such a vivid imagination she needed to eat she needed to sleep. For a second she swore she saw the outline of a bar, a line across her stomach then it was gone.

Kathy continued into the asylum she came round a L shaped bend in the corridor and almost tripped over something. There was an old box in the corridor and a door half open. The box was made of oak it was reinforced with steel plates it looked like a strong box or something to contain a dangerous pet or person from the dimensions. Kathy walked across the hall she looked in the door. There was a padded cell with a mattress it was at least softer than the floor. The mattress looked old stained with things best not mentioned, scrubbed and washed to within an inch of its life one corner was fraying. Kathy sighed it was probably the best offer she was going to get that night. Kathy went back to the box there might be a sheet or a towel or something. Kathy looked in the box there was something it looked like a dress made out of stiff brown leather.

Kathy pick up the dress it was very heavy, it appeared to be a one piece set of heavy institutional restraints made out of brown leather. There was a jacket that would be a tight fit, it had six large brass buckles down one side of the back and six straps on the other. There were sleeves that were reinforced at the tips, one ended in a heavy strap the other had a heavy brass buckle. As well as that there was a front loop and side loops. The jacket was directly attached at the waist to a tight ankle length hobble skirt, that would reduce a woman’s stride to a helpless wiggle. From the front of the jacket at the neck a hood was attached it was oval in shape, the edge was reinforced and had a large leather plug built into it. There was no way to detach it. The jacket had an oval for the face that would show a woman’s nose and eyes but nothing else. The plug would silence any protest she made. The jacket had been stored with a lot of care it looked like some one had recently treated the leather. All the straps were riveted to the leather all the seams were triple stitched the inside was comfortably lined. The entire garment was flatteringly tailored, any woman in its embrace would be moulded into a sexual creature. It formed a one piece garment a flawless prison when properly applied. Kathy was tired and cold she didn’t want to put the jacket on but she couldn’t see anything else to wear and the thick leather would be nice and warm at least. 

Kathy opened the jacket at the back, she had a little trouble with the weight of the leather garment. Then she began to struggled into it. One foot then the other it was a tight fit and she had to wiggle an awful lot to get the hobble skirt over her hips and ass, Kathy imagined how much effort it would take to get out of the skirt it was probably some form of punishment. Once she had the skirt on the stiff leather creaked as she moved. The garment was made for a woman her size, maybe a woman a bit smaller than her but she didn’t have a choice. Kathy pushed her arms into the sleeves they were tight and she had to wiggle a lot the leather slowly swallowed her arms. When her fingers finally touched the ends of the sleeves Kathy was mostly enveloped in thick brown leather. Kathy arranged the back of the garment to cover her, she tried to put the hood and the huge plug to one side. She lay down on the mattress and slowly went to sleep.

In her sleep Kathy rolled onto her front exposing the back of the jacket. The Strap at the bottom of the garment slowly moved with a will of its own. The strap met the buckle and began to pass through it slowly the jacket got tighter around Kathy she moaned in her sleep as the jacket got tighter. The second strap began to move the tight leather prison slowly sealed itself. The third strap began to move the jacket was tightly hugging Kathy’s waist the fourth strap began to move Kathy murmured in her sleep. The first strap had tightened to its limit the strap folded back on its self then passed back through the buckle making sure that there was no way to release it. The top two straps moved in unison pulling the jacket tightly across Kathy’s shoulders and completing her leather prison. Quickly all the straps were done up Kathy was sealed in tight brown leather by some ominous force. Kathy just continued to snore oblivious to her worsening predicament.

Kathy rolled over onto her back. The hood moved over Kathy’s face the plug pushed its way between her pouting sleeping lips, Kathy was too deeply asleep to notice the intrusion. In Kathy’s dream she was eating a lolly pop it was so large she had to stretch her jaw wider and wider to accommodate it finally she bit down on the sweet candy. When the plug was all the way in, the laces on the back of the hood fastened themselves together then a leather flap covered the laces then two straps covered the leather flap. Slowly as if guided Kathy’s arms moved. The tips of the sleeves went thought the central loop then through the tight side loops. Next Kathy twisted and rolled over onto her front. The final strap and buckle met behind her then tightened, she was now asleep locked in a tight hug. The strap fed itself back into the buckle insuring there was no movement no release no hope.

A few hours latter Kathy woke up. She felt the restriction of the straight jacket but didn’t panic to begin with, she reasoned that the arms had just caught and she was laying on the end of the straps. But then Kathy could feel the tightness of the jacket it was far tighter than it had been before and the hood was up there was the horrible gag plug in her pretty mouth. Quickly Kathy ascertained that her arms passed through the centre loop under her breasts through the side loops and were tightly secured behind her back. If she was Houdini and didn’t have the side or centre loop she may have been able to escape but she wasn’t and didn’t. Kathy tried to scream for help The big fat plug turned her loudest scream into a mute whimper, Kathy screamed again and again the sound came out softer than a kitten mewing.

Kathy began to struggle desperately against the jacket, she pulled and twisted but she wasn’t going anywhere. She could see the dim light of dawn outline the cell. She couldn’t scream for help the plug was far to large and far to deep to allow any form of vocalisation, it was beginning to get uncomfortable. Kathy’s arms were not going any where her hands were tightly trapped at the very tips of the sleeves under various reinforced layers of leather. She could not pull her arms over her head because of the central strap and side straps. The hobble skirt provided a rigid cone of leather that would have kept a female body builder as a meek and compliant patient unable to move her legs in anything but the smallest way.

After an awful full lot struggling Kathy calmed down, she wasn’t going to get free. But people didn’t just end up in straight jackets without help. She reasoned that there must be someone else out there, she edged herself against one wall then got to her feet then began to edge forwards across the padding, she was going to find the sick joker who sealed her in the straight jacket and get them to release her. Though at the back of Kathy’s mind the idea that further contact with the utter pervert who strapped her into this delightful ensemble might be a bad idea. Kathy found the tight hobble skirt gave her a ridiculous sexy wiggle slowly she wiggled across the cell Then she got out onto the cold floor her poor feet and toes suddenly wanted to go back into the nice cosy padded cell. Kathy beat back her nervousness and proceeded along the corridor.

Kathy could only move very slowly and she could only turn very slowly. She swore she could see something  out of corner of eye. She saw something and tried to turn the tight leather resisted her every movement by the time she was facing in that direction it was gone. The same thing happened again something moved at the edge of her vision it moved behind her. Kathy felt her hart beating faster she tried to turn again there was nothing there. The third time it was far off in front of Kathy.  There was a ribbon of mist or gas? Kathy moved back was there some sort of gas leak. The mist travelled towards her Kathy panicked and tried to move back. The swirl of mist or gas moved on dissipating. Kathy nervously looked around then continued down the corridor.

Kathy saw a third open window she seemed to be drawn to it, the leather restraint creaked a she bent down to look in. There was no bed or cage in this room instead there was a stand the stand was made of a single thick metal bar with a piece of curved metal at the top forming a u shape. A bundle of cloth was draped over the stand it might have been a straight jacket. A piece of rubber lay on the floor it could have been a hood. There was a flash of light Kathy felt herself falling she could not see or speak, a thick rubber hood encased her head a plug filled her mouth. She tried to reach to remove the hood, but she couldn’t her arms were held in front of her by a tight canvas straight jacket there were front loops, side loops two crotch straps extra straps pulled over the top. Kate tried to struggle but she was exhausted. Kate felt herself supported on the stand all her weight was centred on the thin bar between her legs curved so she could not get off from it. She was on the tips of her toes her legs cramping in agony she didn’t know how long she had been there. Yet Again Kathy felt something not someone coming towards her, they were behind her a female something stroked the back of her thighs. She tried to recoil but only pushed the bar in tighter between her legs. A hand fitted a bar through a hole in the stand behind Kathy’s knees. Kathy’s right ankle was grasped, a leather cord was tightened around her big toe, slowly her foot was pulled off the floor the stand pushed into her body. Her leg was bent round the bar at knee level. The thing behind her grasped her left leg and bent that back to. The leather cord was tightly tied round Kathy’s left toe. She was left in the position her bent legs cruelly pulled her body onto the bar she had no relief no escape, cold metal pushed into her most intimate areas.

There was another flash Kathy was back in the corridor, that had not been a day dream she was going mad this place was haunted by something terrible. Kathy needed to get out now she slowly turned and headed back down corridor. She moved as fast as she could the leather creaked and protested against her every movement the muscles in her feet and calves began to burn with the demand she was putting on them. Kathy felt something approached, exhausted she stopped trying to reason what was happening. Two swirls of blue mist entered the corridor the mist grew into the forms of two spectres ghosts, they were blue and transparent they were dressed as orderlies there faces contorted into cruel grins. One spoke “you need to go to the discipline cell patient 2456“. Kathy’s mind tried to comprehend what she saw her body froze. One ghostly hand grabbed one shoulder the other grabbed the other shoulder. Kathy was frog marched by the two now very solid spectres down the corridor back in the direction she had come away from freedom.

They led her down the corridor to an open door. Into a dark room everything about the room was ominous and foreboding. A chair sat in the middle of the room it was made from heavy teak wood darkly stained. It had been reinforced with steel bar’s , there were so many, many straps she would be secured down by, she would be unable to budge an inch. Next to the seat were trays of tools belts whips pliers scalpels bone saws there were ancient blood stains on the floor and other heavier things. Kathy was griped by mortal terror and struggled futile the ghosts laughed and kept pushing. There was another flash Kathy was in the room but it was neat and clean the light was working. She Looked at the chair it was cleaner but that was about all. Kathy was completely naked the door to the room was locked. Kathy tried to turn round, there was a presence a woman behind her. Kathy herd the click of high heels on the floor before Kathy could turn round a black rubber hood was pulled tightly over her head, she just saw the edge of it before the rubber covered her face. The hood had holes for her nostrils but there were stoppers inside them, the hood was completely sealed. Kathy tried to breath but she only drew rubber into her mouth. Kathy began to panic she was suffocating she tried to pull the hood off. 

Kathy’s hands were pulled away from her face, she was pushed down into the chair a collar built into the chair was clamped across her neck. Kathy felt straps drawn across her wrists. Kathy tried to get her hands to her face to pull the rubber off but she couldn’t slip the leather restraints, her hands were securely fastened to the arms of the chair. Straps were pulled across her ankles above and below her knees across her calves and her thighs. Kathy struggled more desperately unable to draw breath. More straps were worked over her shoulders above and below her breasts round her waist above and below her elbows. Kathy could feel herself losing consciousness her lungs burned for air. When she was on the point of blacking out one of the plugs was pulled out of her nostril allowing her some small relief she breathed as deeply as she could. The plug was pushed back into her nostril cutting off all air. A woman’s soft lips kissed her over the tight rubber. Kathy’s mind struggled she needed to breath but she found herself attempting to return the kiss rather than trying to breath.

There was another flash she was back in the room back in the straight jacket surrounded by the ghosts. A figure appeared at the door to the cell, a man in a black trench coat. A black leather hat covered his head a beard and long hair peaked out from under the hat. he had a back pack it was old and battered. He was over six foot tall but there was more, the man had enormous physical presence he seemed to loom like he was seven feet tall. The ghosts did not seem to expect the man. he pulled a hand full of white powder out of one pocket and threw it over the ghost on the left. The ghost screamed and disintegrated into nothingness the second ghost tried to dart into the nearest wall but the man was faster a second handful of the white powder sent the ghost screaming into nothingness.

Kathy looked quizzically at the man he tipped his hat towards her in a polite gesture then spoke he had a strange European accent she couldn’t place. “Blessed salt, used on a spirit that hasn’t been hear more than a few decades and it acts as an instant exorcism”. The man pulled a cross out of his jacket and held it up to Kathy’s forehead she didn’t react. The man took it as a good sign he reached behind her unbuckled the straps undid the laces and pulled the hood off her head, it took some effort to get the plug free but with an audible pop the gag came lose.

Kathy worked her jaw for a few seconds “Who are you what’s going on”. The man smiled and introduced himself “I am Samuel a hunter of the uninvited. You would call me a demon hunter or a vampire hunter, this place is haunted by something far stronger than those little ghosts. Fifty years ago the nightingale asylum drew the attention of the enlightened that is to say the hunters. The patients had began to call this place the nightmare asylum. The hunters came in force we cleansed this place there were many evils they had made it there home and were increasing there numbers. The uninvited that is to say the demons and those that carry there taint were banished we killed them. But a few monsters probably went to ground in this place. So we check back every few decades, there have been disappearances a jogger the old grounds keeper for the land agent others. I will lay to rest anything that remains“. Kathy looked at him taking it all in “What about the flashes like I am there in the past“? The hunter responded confidently “That is a demons trick to weaken the unenlightened those not of the blood, it cant be a strong demon or you would be reliving every horror now not just when you chance upon the locations they occurred”.

Kathy was in no position to doubt this man she had seen the ghosts now she just wanted out “ok just get me out of this straight jacket and I am gone”. The hunter forced the hood back over her head pushing the massive gag deep into her mouth, she made an angry and confused squeal The hunter laced the hood up tight then applied the straps. Then the man explained his actions “I cant take the chance of letting you go yet. you may well be tainted, plus if there is something hear its hungry and I need fresh bait to flush it out. Hunters are not exactly edible to the uninvited, they gain no sustenance from us, our flesh and blood is poison to them”. 

Kathy wanted to get out of the asylum, not go deeper into it she tried to make a break for it down the corridor. Samuel reached out one powerful hand grabbed her round the waist and hoisted Kathy over his shoulder, as if she weighed nothing. She was not going anywhere for the time being. Samuel walked down two corridors then he noticed an open door a ghost was inside a padded cell. Samuel put Kathy down against a wall and advanced into the padded cell. The ghost disappeared into the far wall, two other spirits appeared from the other side of the corridor and slammed the heavy cell door shut on the hunter. There was a muffled angry curse from inside the cell. The ghosts locked bolts top bottom and at the sides of the cell door. The door was an inch thick piece of steel reinforced with bars across its outside with a heavy frame. The ghosts laughed and surrounded Kathy.

There was a minute flash the asylum looked clean and new well lit, the ghosts that had surrounded  Kathy were humans but they were wrong. There eyes were cruel and empty, Kathy felt the same presence as before only further away. Kathy was restrained as she had been in the present, but this was a memory of the past. One of the orderlies moved behind Kathy he laid a flat wooden strip across the back of thighs she screamed into her gag as the solid blow landed. Another orderly smacked a wooded ruler across her chest it hurt. A second orderly landed another blow on Kathy’s ass Kathy tried to run she fell and hit the floor. The orderlies set on her striking her legs chest feet and back. Kathy was crying for them to stop, she was struggling trying to twist her body away but no movement could escape the jacket. There was another flash Kathy was on the floor the ghost surrounding her, she felt no bruises. The ghosts forced her to her feet the same evil grins on there dead faces, that had been on there live faces.

Finally after a minute of staring at her the ghosts grabbed hold of Kathy and began to force her down the corridor. There was an almighty bang like a sledge hammer hitting a steel door Kathy turned to look at the cell the hunter was locked in, there was a large dent in the door. Something impacted against the door again bending the steel. Kathy was terrified the ghosts looked puzzled as well. Kathy reasoned, the hunter had been locked in the cell with some creature now that it had finished the hunter it wanted her for seconds. A third blow buckled the door further the ghosts pushed Kathy further down the corridor there was a fourth blow. The reinforcing bars on the back of the door began to peal away coming lose. Kathy was getting hysterical an inch thick steel door wasn’t doing a very good job of stopping something the other side of it. There was a fifth and final blow the door and the frame and the bolts securing the whole lot folded in half then shot off down the corridor coming to a halt ten feet down the corridor wedged into the opposite wall. Samuel stepped out of the cell dusting himself off. The hunter had demolished the door with his bare hands. The ghosts took one look at Samuel and fled into the wall the last ghost wasn’t quick enough and disappeared into nothingness as it was exorcised. 

Kathy looked at the hunter, from her point of view he looked more terrible than the monsters he hunted. Kathy slid down the wall cowering in fear. The hunter loomed over her a hand reached out and pulled her gently to her feet. “I don’t seem very human do I, just as the uninvited have the blood of daemons in there veins the enlightened, the angel born have the blood of The archangel within there veins. There is balance in this world, while I look more human I cannot claim any more humanity than the daemons the necromancers and lamia”.

The hunter scooped Kathy up again, she didn’t know if she was worse of now than with the ghosts she was being kept around as bait to lure some ancient evil out of its hiding place long enough for Samuel to kill its ass. The ghost orderlies 9 in total returned, they were carrying iron bars they had confident grins on there faces, even if Samuel took down one or two of them they were confident they could take him. Samuel smiled and put Kathy down to one side. The nearest ghost screamed a war cry and advanced Samuel casually blocked the blow with his forearm the metal hit his coat sleeve with a dull metallic thud. The hunter had metal armour under his coat. A look of surprise passed across the ghosts face before a handful of salt dispelled it. A  second ghost was disintegrated then the rest of the ghosts scattered, the iron bars dropped to the floor.

While the fight was going on Kathy had been trying to crawl away as best she could, the hunter found her again “stop misbehaving” The hunter landed a open hand hard on her leather encased ass with a loud clap. Kathy screamed with muffled indignation into her gag. Her only hope was that the hunter killed whatever big bad was in the asylum then decided to let her go. The hunter pulled Kathy to her feet there was another open cell window in front of Kathy she saw bundles of cloth and a bath. The hunter moved off down the corridor.

She tried to blink there was a flash of light. Kathy was resting on top of a pile of wet canvas. She was naked apart from a blindfold a gag and a strap keeping her hands at her sides. Again she felt the same presence she tried to rise. A woman’s hand pushed her back down. A wet canvas sheet was pulled over her, from left to right then she was held down as the sheet was tucked tightly round her body from shoulder to toe. A second wet canvas sheet was pulled over her body in the other direction from right to left then tucked under her. Kathy tried to struggle the canvas was heavy and tight she tried to rise, but was pushed back down. A third sheet was pulled over her and tightly tucked in, a fourth sheet was pulled in the opposite direction following the previous one. Kathy panicked and struggled she could barely move she tried to get up and was pushed down avian. Quickly two more layers of wet canvas were wrapped around her body in alternating directions. Kathy’s ability to struggle was less and less, she only had a few inches of movement now. More canvas was wrapped around her until about ten layers of heavy canvas engulfed her helpless body. Kathy felt the compression as a set of heavy 3 and ½ inch wide leather straps were pulled over the rolled up canvas, paralysingly tight. The monstrous straps were applied at shoulder waist knee and ankle. Kathy felt her body being lifted up and carried. She must have weighed many hundreds of pounds with the weight of all that canvas and straps. She was lowered into an ice cold bath. A female hand stroked her face as it lowered her in. the nails on the hand seemed a little long. There was another flash.

Kathy was not back in the corridor she was still wrapped in canvas she was pulled out of the freezing cold bath by the same feminine hands. Kathy’s body ached from the cold, from the strains of her muscles from the darkness and isolation her mind was tired. The hands picked up her bundled form and gently laid it on another table. The hands checked the tightness of the canvas. They undid one of the heavy belts Kathy expected release instead the hands tightened the belt. all of the belts were tightened considerably. The bundle of canvas containing Kathy was laid on top of a rubber sheet. the hands carefully stretched one side of the rubber sheet over the bundle until the rubber creaked. The other side of the sheet was wrapped over the bundle in the opposite direction beneath that rubber sheet was a second sheet was also wrapped around Kathy. Finally the hands secured five rubber belts in place to keep the rubber sheets in place. The hands again picked up the heavy bundle cradling her like a child Kathy was deposited on a bed her head on a comfortable pillow. 

Kathy began to get hotter and hotter, the rubber was suffocating it was getting so warm she was sweating, the bindings were so tight she could not struggle she was left to simmer. A lot of time seamed to pass. The presence was back, again Kathy’s bundled form was picked up she was placed on another table. Kathy herd the creak of leather a giant leather sheath was worked over her body from shoulders to the tips of her toes over the rubber and canvas that already held her as a helpless prisoner. The leather and rubber creaked and squealed in protest as the outer sheath was strapped tight when the final buckle was fastened Kathy was left alone she was getting more and more uncomfortable. The hands again picked her up cradling her bundled form. She was returned to the bed. A heavy chain was pulled round her ankles and the bed then locked the chain was wrapped wound the sheath of leather about every 6 inches then locked when it reached Kathy’s shoulders, she was pushed firmly into the mattress and the bed. A hand released the strap on her gag, the gag was gently removed. A woman or at least a thing shaped like a women bent down and kissed Kathy full on the lips. Kathy could feel the pouting soft lips the tongue Kathy returned the kiss with passion her tongue slid over the woman’s teeth they seemed odd a little sharp. There was a flash Kathy was back in the corridor over the hunters shoulder. 

The hunter proceeded further down the same corridor there were three canvas straight jackets on the floor, the hunter put Kathy down. A split second later the jacket with a blue glow rose from the floor, the ghosts of the orderlies were possessing the straight jackets the ghosts couldn’t be exorcised while they were inside the objects. They flew threw the air and tried to swarm the hunter. Quick as a flash the hunter had two large six inch knives in his hands they seemed to come out of nowhere. The hunter charged into the mass of flailing canvas quick as a flash two of the possessed straight jackets were pined to the ground with large knifes stuck through them. The hunter wrestled with the last straight jacket. The hunter used his inhuman strength to pull the canvas apart like a piece of tissue paper. Samuel tore one arm off the jacket then he pulled some of the straps of the back. The ghost inside the jacket had had enough and jumped ship so did the other two. Two of the ghosts made it into the wall the third was exorcised. The hunter brushed canvas fibres off his jacket then retrieved his two knifes. In a split second the weapons disappeared inside his trench coat. The hunter checked that Kathy was ok then scooped her off the floor.

As the hunter moved with Kathy down the corridor there was another flash. Kathy was lying inside a cot she was tightly wrapped in a sheet of pink rubber, the rubber clung to her curves from her neck to the tips of her toes. Her hands were pulled to her sides a strap over the top of the rubber keeping her arms in place. Wedged between Kathy’s jaws was a ring gag a large one. There was a thick pair of rubber under pants wrapped around Kathy’s crotch. She tried to struggle but she couldn’t get very far. A woman moved from the other side of the room to the cot, Kathy felt the same presence. The woman opened the lid of the cot. The woman wore a rubber apron. The woman had a very well endowed chest. Kathy felt a hand reach behind her and pull her up. The woman leaned forwards Kathy found her head tightly crushed between the woman’s cleavage. Kathy tried to scream she was gagged by rubber covered flesh she could not make a sound The woman pulled her in tighter. Kathy could not see anything. She could not breath she began to struggle less and less. The woman let her go Kathy fell back into the cot , the woman climbed into the cot with her pinning Kathy down with her body weight, the woman leant down. Then there was a flash of white light Kathy was back next to the hunter. 

The hunter lead Kathy out of one wing of the asylum and into a massive tightly packed grave yard between that building and another. Kathy could do the math grave yard + monster hunter equals trouble. The ghosts of the orderlies settled over the grave yard ahead of them, then disappeared into the graves. Six of the graves exploded. Zombies with a faint blue glow covering them rose from there graves. The hunter smiled his right hand reached behind his back for something under his back pack while his left hand disappeared into his coat. A split second later he had a heavy hand axe in his left hand and a wickedly sharp machete in his right hand. In seconds the zombies were mangled. The ghosts disappeared back into the graves and six more zombies rose, the hunter again launched himself into the undead again they were mangled. This continued for a minute with a stale mate.

The hunter hacked the arm of a zombie with his machete then dropped the machete he pulled a bottle of holy water out of his coat pocket and applied it over the blade of the axe. The next time the a hit a zombie not only did the zombie fall down but the ghost fell back screaming in pain then disappeared into nothingness. Two more ghosts fell this way leaving three ghosts left. The zombies looked at one another then the ghosts ditched there possessed shells. The ghosts screamed and joined into one blob then disappeared into a crypt. Kathy had watched the battle with keen interest, now she breathed a sigh of relief finally the ghosts were gone, She was however not correct.

The door to a large crypt burst open, an assemblage made up of several dozen corpses joined together exited the crypt. It was 12 feet high standing on three legs made from things never meant to be legs a dozen eyes and faces looked at her and the hunter. Kathy screamed into her gag and struggled hysterically in her tight leather prison, she had to get away from this abomination.  The assemblage had two main arms they moved forwards towards the hunter The hunter threw the axe at the creature the monster screamed in pain as the axe berried itself into one of the heads. Kathy wanted to turn away not to look at the creature, but she couldn’t she was transfixed she had to see every gory detail of the fight. The hunter retrieved his machete and poured holy water over it. The hunter hacked at one of the creatures legs lightning fast the creature went down as its leg failed. The hunter stabbed and hacked with the machete the hunter retrieved his axe and continued to hack the monster. The assemblage disintegrated into black goo and lumps, the hunter cleaned off his axe and machete they disappeared back into his coat. The ghosts were definitely gone this time. The hunter moved back to Kathy.

Kathy saw another flash She was standing outside the asylum, it wasn’t a grave yard but a garden. A woman in a nurses uniform stood in front of her, Kathy could feel the same presence she had all the other times. Kathy looked down at herself she wore a hospital gown it was open at the back. Kathy looked at the nurse, she could not see her face darkness of hair or something obscured it. The nurse began to walk towards Kathy. Kathy tried to turn and run. As she did so a strap appeared out of nowhere wrapped three times tightly round her ankles and locked its self shut. Kathy felt herself fall, but she didn’t hit the ground the nurse had caught her in one hand. Kathy felt herself being pulled upright. The nurse put her hands over Kathy’s eyes when the nurse removed them there was a blind fold firmly attached Around her head pads welded into her eye sockets. The nurse gently gripped her wrists and held them to Kathy’s sides when she let go Kathy felt a strap wrapped tightly round her middle cuffs on the strap holding her wrists to her sides. The nurse grabbed hold of her elbow and pushed them together behind her back. Kathy could feel the leather embrace her upper arms a strap keeping her body where the nurse put it. The nurse embraced Kathy like a lover one hand gripping her breast the other gripping her ass. The nurse kissed Kathy passionately Kathy struggled against her bonds then surrendered, there was a flash and Kathy was standing next to the hunter back in the graveyard. The hunter again hefted Kathy over one shoulder.

They proceeded across the grave yard weaving in an out of open graves and shattered head stones. The graveyard was not laid out in any pattern or order. People had died and they hadn’t had time to plan it before they started burying people, they had been sloppy burying people in shallow graves. The place had been a garden before. Some of the statues and benches had not been removed it made the place look weirder. The hunter and Kathy went round the other building looking for an entrance. Something stopped the hunter he put Kathy down. A man in a dingy ragged overalls and glasses stepped out of nowhere he carried a spade, he identified himself  “What are you doing on private land I work for the managing agent no one is to be hear but me you understand, who are you why is that girl doing bundles up like that, did you decide to play some games on the old asylum ground”.

The Janitor sounded like a normal man, Kathy looked at him The hunter unbuckled the straps from the hood released the lacing then gently worked the plug lose. Kathy looked at the man “Have you seen anything strange or have you seen my back pack it would have been on a log by the river.“ The janitor spoke “I have seen many strange things mostly idiots trying to prove they are brave by going into the old asylum”. The hunter looked at the janitor “she is fine now what about you”. The janitor took a step back Kathy looked at a potential ally “help me he wont let me go”. The janitor looked at the hunter. The hunter strode over to the janitor and pulled down the collar of his shirt, there were many bite marks all over his flesh like a set of teeth with two pin pricks. The old janitor  reacted slowly after being discovered he dropped the shovel and tried to pulls a revolver out from inside his jacket. before it could clear leather Samuel snapped his neck, the old man dropped to the floor. Samuel mad the sign of the cross and said a short prayer. “he was under the control of a vampire an old one, death was the only release for him”. The hunter re-gagged Kathy much to her distress then put her over his shoulder and moved towards the building.

The building had seen violence, the front door looked broken. Kathy had another flashing image it was decidedly different. She saw a man standing outside the entrance of the building as if on watch. A hunter dressed the same way as Samuel rounded the corner in his arms he held a massive silenced rifle. The Hunter shot the man threw the chest before he could react. The man fell down, his body changed into a creature with the upper body of a man covered with scales sporting snake like fangs and the lower body of a snake. The hunter emptied two more rounds into the snake man , he twitched then lay still. The flashing image disappeared Kathy was out side the building with the hunter. They went inside the office building. The remains of expensive furniture was every where it looked like there had been a huge fight. 

The hunter turned there was movement. The hunter put Kathy down, a woman emerged from an office she looked young and fit she had the ragged remains of a tracksuit on her body, she glanced at Kathy with hungry eyes her features changed she smiled. “You have to help me escape” she begged. Samuel looked at her “You are the jogger who had gone missing twenty years ago I have seen your photo, you have not aged 20 years”. The jogger backed off away from the hunter. Her eyes turned strange her jaws opened to reveal fangs, she was a vampire. The vampire smiled “stupid hunter I will kill you to please the my master”. The hunter looked her over “You have to be joking you are a fledgling less than two decades old, an elder or an ancient would find me a hard battle a soldier or warrior would stand no chance and you have less than that”. 

The vampire charged at the hunter. The hunter leant to one side and tripped the vampire, she met a face full of dust. The hunter pulled out a crucifix and jammed it into the vampires face as she tried to rise. The vampiress screamed and fell over backwards scuttling away from the hunter. The vampire got to her feet again she had a horrendous cross shaped burn over her face she screamed in rage and charged again. The hunters fist met the vampire like the sound of a thunder clap, she skidded back across the room. The hunter examined his fist and pulled a single fang out of his hand where it was wedged between two knuckles. The hunter discarded the fang and drew a long stake from the folds of his coat. The stake was made of oak tipped with silvered steel, it was triangular like a dirk it had groves cut into it to allow blood to run out. Its end was capped with a steel ring designed to strengthen the stake if a hammer blow was needed to drive it home, the base was wrapped with leather to help the hunter grip it. The stake bit into vampire flesh. The vampires flesh crumbled to dust, leaving only bones remaining. The hunter threw a few drops of holy water over the bones the bones crumbled to dust. The hunter picked Kathy up again.

As they moved out of the office there was a bright flash Kathy was in a hospital bed a woman was laying next to her, the woman was the nurse from the garden. The nurse wore only a tight girdle and suspends otherwise she was naked. Kathy was likewise naked apart form leather and metal, a ring gag kept her mouth open. A sheath of leather from wrist to shoulder kept her arms tightly restrained behind her back. Her ankles were locked apart by a 2 foot spreader bar. The nurse moved, a tail appeared from under the back of the girdle it must have been about an inch and a half thick and four foot long, it was tipped with a small claw. Kathy panicked and tried to escape, the tail darted out and struck her in the bottom. It was like an injection slowly Kathy began to relax the sensation flowed through her body. The tail wrapped round her waist and pulled, Kathy was pulled into an embrace with the demon nurse, there was a flash of light.

Kathy was back over the hunters shoulder. They Moved into large open hall full of medical equipment. The hunter put Kathy down by the entrance. The equipment was a mixture of everything parts of beds operating tables sheets restraints braces full tables. There was a red shimmer in the room. Two hospital beds moved of there own accord. They slammed together and then clapped together end on end, a folding bed dragged itself across the floor and attached itself to them. A Zimmer frame moved towards the bed and attached itself to the front of the furniture. From across the room leather straps surgical tubing rolls of bandages began to move towards the centre towards whatever was forming. Four benches moved together and formed a pair of legs they were wrapped in straps tubing slowly other items strengthened them the creature moved. Its stood up legs formed from the benches its right foot a cart its left foot a pair of chairs. The first few steps were shaky but already it was becoming more solid.

The equipment came together to form a Golem made of any detritus it formed two long arms from several iv stands the fingers ending in scalpel and bone saws. Forceps straps all sorts of materials clung together to form the creature. Two lights formed its eyes glowing red. The entire construction moved cautiously towards the hunter it would have been fifteen feet tall. The hunter looked on unimpressed. A straight jacket tightly buckled itself over the golems leg strengthening the knee joint. A bed pan formed a knee cap the entire construction was becoming tighter and stronger. The room  stopped moving the golem was fully formed it moved forwards. The hunter reached into his jacket and pulled a canister, he pulled a pin from one end of the canister. Kathy herd the click the hunter threw the canister and ducked pulling Kathy down and shielding her with his body. Kathy felt her entire body vibrate with the force of the explosion. The hunter got up and dusted himself off. Kathy looked on out of the dust the Golem rose again. The creature was badly damaged but it could still move. The hunter shrugged his shoulder pulled a second canister grenade from his coat pulled the pin and threw it. He dived over Kathy protecting her. There was a second almighty explosion, The hunter stood up and dusted himself off there was nothing left of the golem, he turned to Kathy “a sorcerer’s enchantment looks impressive but not to good against explosives”.

After the fight the hunter picked Kathy up again. They moved on to another room, looking at the equipment Kathy received another flash she was in the same room but it was new and fresh everything smelt of leather. She was bent over a saw horse her ankles and wrists tightly tied to the legs of the horse with rubber tubing a big rubber ball was wedged in her mouth. The nurse stood next to her a tight girdle over her body her breasts seamed larger. Also the demoness wore a pair of hose and high heels, the nurse had her tail fully out her fingers and teeth seamed sharper. At her temples little horns protruded when she opened her mouth her tongue was forked. The nurse was definitely a demon she moved behind Kathy, Kathy felt the demons tough her ass. The she-demon bent down behind Kathy. Kathy felt a very long tongue run over her crotch, she gasped into her gag and bit down hard on the rubber. Kathy pulled against the restraints the tongue kept working on her. Kathy felt her nipples harden her body began to scream for release she was getting stimulated. There was a flash of light and Kathy was back in the room.

They entered an area filled with official looking desks. Kathy looked at one door it had been struck in half the office inside turned upside down. Deeper in the offices Kathy felt a familiar presence there was another flash this time the hunter and Kathy were still in the same room. But the room looked brand new the same objects, but as they were when the hunters came to the asylum. She herd a scream a woman and a man burst through a set of double doors three man dressed as hunters came round the corner blocking the path, they had large crucifixes stakes and axes. Kathy saw the woman bare her teeth fangs she was a vampire she leapt at one of the hunters. The other two hunters tackled her and a third staked her through the heart. The vampires flesh turned to ash, in a split second her bones and fangs were the only thing left. The man was also a vampire, he tried to flee back the way he came. Another three hunters came from the double doors, the first two hunters had spears they pierced the vampire through the chest both lungs. Then the hunters pushed him to the floor and pinned him in place the spears biting down into the floor boards below. The third hunter had a two handed axe he brought it down beheading the vampire, the vampire turned to dust. Kathy looked at the hunter he could not see this illusion or echo it was only in her head, they moved forwards towards whatever lay in the depths of the asylum.

Kathy saw down the corridor there was a thin man in a suite. standing with him was  what could only be described as a dozen zombies and a couple of animated skeletons. They seemed to be part of the same group. A hunter armed with a knuckle duster burst through a grilled window. The man in the suite eye’s glowed purple, he ordered the horde of zombies forwards. The hunter ran to meet the zombies her smacked into the crowd, razing The knuckle duster he grabbed one zombie and smashed its head in, the corpse went limp like a puppet with its strings cut. The hunter released a devastating round house kick that shattered a skeleton into nothing but fragments of bone. The hunter picked up another zombie lifted it high over his head and smashed it across his knee breaking the body in half. The necromancer began to back away. His hands grew purple and her released bolts of crackling energy. The hunter ducked below them. Then the hunter struck the wall of zombies again and again in quick succession until they crumbled. The necromancer began to pour his power into a purple barrier between himself and the hunter. The hunter leapt high up in the air smashed through the barrier and struck a single blow into the necromancers centre of mass. There was a sound like a drum beat The necromancer doubled over his limbs contorted his body began to dry out. He looked like all the water was being sucked out of him, his remains looked like a mummified corpse in seconds. Kathy tried to look away but couldn’t bring herself to.

They came out side an office a brass sign proclaimed head nurse’s office. Kathy heard a shriek a werewolf came round the corner it was 8 feet tall and filled the corridor, it was limping one leg was bloody and mangled. A woman stepped out behind it she was a hunter she held some sort of gun it was short and had three barrels. From below the gun a belt of bullets fed from a pouch. The gun had a short stock it was perfect for close quarter fighting. The barrels spun silver bullets hit the werewolf in the back, the creature drooped down. The wolf didn’t change into a human form instead it began to shudder The werewolf stopped moving slowly it became less and less substantial until it was only skin and bones. It was another apparition.

They entered the office a woman in a nurses uniform sat behind the desk the woman was inhumanly curvaceous. Kathy realised that this was the source of the flashes she was what she had felt and dreamed about. The hunter could see her as well she was not an apparition. The woman looked at the hunter her voice was honey and seduction “I cant fool you can I, you have the powers of a seeker as well as a hunter you can see me in my true form”. The hunter nodded. The demon looked at Kathy “a pity you kept this one so tightly wrapped up I might have got her to stick a knife in your back”. The nurse striped off her top , horns grew from her temples a tail snaked out behind her . The succubus’s hands sprang into talons. Kathy felt herself getting desperate she loved the demoness she needed to free her self to help her mistress. Kathy violently struggled against her restraints. The demoness advanced on the hunter the hunter drew a cross he ducked under the succubus’s claws and pushed the crucifix to her temple. The demoness screamed in pain and staggered back. The hunter spoke “for all the tricks you have very little physical power, you have only been possessing that woman for fifty years or more you haven been able to get the sort of power together to face one like me”. The hunter drew his machete he poured holy water over the blade then buried it in the heart of the demoness. The demoness’s flesh burnt she crumbled to ash bones and taters of skin. Instantly Kathy was free of her power, she felt used and controlled and horney, the room returned to reality the dank decaying remains of the asylum not the brightly lit hallucination. The hunter picked Kathy up again he still needed to find the master of this place the succubus was probably the last flunky.

The hunter reached a large office with a Elaborate wooden door. The hunter smashed into the doors they fell apart. A brass name plate proclaimed it as the office of Doctor Draconus. The hunter held Kathy in the middle of the room for a second or two. One of the walls seemed to move, a wreck of a book case slid to one side. A large steel door swung open. a man that looked to be in his forties stepped out of the blackness beyond the door. He wore a doctors coat heavily soiled he looked fairly dishevelled. The man smiled “I couldn’t resist the girl, I have not fed on a decent meal for so long” The hunter smiled “you must have been living of the old grounds keeper and rats for years you shouldn’t have bothered turning the jogger she was useless”. The man looked at the hunter he showed his fangs “I am count Draconus I am an ancient over 1000 years old one lone hunter cannot hope to defeat me”. 

The hunter smiled “have you heard the legions of the breaker”? The ancient vampire flinched then spat out the words “Both hunter seeker crafter and warrior one who is master of every discipline and power that the hunter’s possess. Destined to unite the clans of hunters and wipe our kind from the world , you are deluded every vampire lord has killed a dozen hunters who thought they would be the breaker”. The hunter moved with inhuman speed, the vampire found two handfuls of throwing knifes streaking towards him. The vampire tried to duck but the attack was two fast. As the vampire pulled the throwing knifes out from his flesh, the hunter removed a Molotov cocktail from his jacket the hunter lit it and threw it in front of the ancient vampire.  The vampire rolled around on the floor trying to put out the flame. The hunter drew a blunderbuss like weapon from inside his coat, a bundle of stakes were wedged in the barrel. The vampire reacted quickly enough to cross his arms over his hart the stakes flew at his chest. The hunter dropped the empty gun and pulled a bundle of metal from inside his coat. The vampire had stakes wedged in his arms but not in his chest he was still alive. 

The hunter flicked his arm in a circular motion the bundle of metal unwound into a whip sword, sections of razor sharp steel joined together by heavy links the signature weapon of a master hunter. The vampire had stakes and throwing knifes imbedded in him he was half burnt but still standing. the whip sword flashed the vampire staggered back his flesh opened up with a gaping wound. The wound began to slowly heal the vampire staggered as another blow gutted the fiend. The vampire ducked the next attack just avoiding being decapitated. The whip sword was embedded in the door frame to the office. Before the hunter could pull it free the vampire landed a solid punch to the hunter sending him flying, the hunter twisted in mid air and landed cat like. The hunter became enraged his eyes began to glow white he charged the vampire. The Vampire struck out, the hunter gripped the vampire around his wrists there was a wet crushing snapping noise. The hunter crushed both the vampires’ hands into useless burnt stumps. The hunter’s hands began to glow with a white light, where they touched the vampire it burnt. The hunter gripped the ancient vampire round the neck and squeezed, The vampire screamed like an animal as the hunter tightened his grip, Kathy could see for a just a second, around the hunters head a halo of light, trailing from his shoulders the outline of two wings in a pale white. Kathy swore she could see the outline of the demon that animated the ancient vampire it was laying on the floor its grip on this world fading. Finally the vampire disintegrated to dust , Kathy swore she could see the outline of the demon falling into the floor. The hunter returned to a relatively human appearance, “Foolish vampire I could take a ten thousand year old master on my best day” .

The hunter pulled a flask of holy water out of his pocket, a few drops and the vampire’s bones disintegrated. The hunter turned round to Kathy who had backed away into a corner. “We will test you to see if you’re possessed, I do not think you were hear long enough, then we might let you go“. “Then again you have seen to much maybe we should keep you like this you make great bait“. The hunter drew two long leather straps from a bundle of restraints in one corner of the room. He forced Kathy into a tight little ball then strapped her in place the hunter firmly grasped one of the straps and picked Kathy up like a duffle bag. Kathy was carried away to her fait whatever that would be.