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AUTHOR’S NOTE: Xander and Faith make another stop on the whirlwind tour of the multiverse and see some familiar faces. Thanks to Storyseeker for his help in reviewing this. As usual, if you have any comments or preferences, please don’t be shy. RandR.
A mansion. Possibly a hotel. Wherever they were, the power was out. Xander made a note to acquire a flashlight at the first opportunity. Their last few stops had been on decidedly low-tech worlds, and a modern convenience or two would have been very handy. Nothing he could do about it at the moment, however, so he shelved the idea for later consideration.
Looking around, he sighed. “Where are we now?” He received no answer save for a peal of thunder that seemed to shake the building. “It was a dark and stormy night,” he quoted.
“Shut it,” Faith answered irritably.
“Dark spooky building. Thunderstorm. Probably monsters. Want to place a bet on the date?”
“Huh?” She glanced at him distractedly.
“Halloween and or Friday the 13th.”
His traveling companion gave an amused snort despite herself. “Sucker bet.” She didn’t have time to offer further comment. She heard something approaching them. It sounded like someone trying to be sneaky and failing miserably. She gestured for silence and the two demon hunters backed into an alcove to get out of sight.
From somewhere farther down the hall they’d been traveling, there came a hissing roar and two male voices giving vent to what could only be described as girly screams. The pounding of feet alerted them to the approach of the potential victims and whatever was pursuing them. They got ready to intervene, but stopped when they saw the people being chased. Despite the strange things they had seen, both could only stare in open-mouthed astonishment as a skinny teenager with light-brown hair and a Great Dane sprinted past their hiding place. Hot on their heels was a man in the poorest excuse for a Dracula costume that Xander had ever seen.
“Someone up there really hates us,” Faith muttered.
“At least it’ll be easy,” Xander commented. “They’re coming back around.” The hallway must have made a circuit around a central grouping of rooms, because the boy and dog were coming back with the ‘vampire’ hot on their heels. “I got this one.”
“Good,” Faith muttered. “I might stake this guy on general principle.”
Waiting till the first two had passed, Xander stuck out his foot. He was rewarded with another girly scream and a body crashing to the floor. He pulled in his foot and looked out of his hiding place. “Yep. He’s down for the count, and his rubber face came off.”
“Time saver,” Faith noted. “Here come the rest.” Three more people were jogging up the hall. A blonde man in jeans and white sweater over a blue shirt was in the lead, closely followed by two girls, a redhead in a short purple dress and a pudgy girl in an orange turtleneck. “Portal’s back,” she said, tapping him on the shoulder and pointing behind them.
They both gave a sigh of relief as they stepped through the portal before they could be spotted.