Van Helsing leapt at the curtain and pulled it down, flooding the room with sunlight.
Dracula screamed as the rays hit his leg and began trying to drag himself into the shadows.
Rushing back along the table, Van Helsing grabbed the two candlesticks from the far end and formed a cross, forcing Dracula back into the light.
Billy Lawson continued watching until the curtains began to close over the cinema screen. Getting up from the seat, he passed through the lobby and outside onto the street.
Starting to the walk towards the nearest bus stop, he stopped and glanced back when he heard the laughter, pausing to watch a group of teenagers emerging from the cinema lobby behind him.
Seeing him watching, one of the girls detached herself from the rest of the group and began to approach him.
Billy returned the sweet and innocent smile that she gave him, “Enjoy the movie?”
“It was okay.” She glanced back towards the rest of the group, “We’re all heading over to a friend’s house.” She looked back at Billy, “Want to come?”
He was about to say no, but there was something in her eyes that stopped him from wanting to refuse her offer. “I don’t even know your name?”
She continued smiling, “Diana.” She glanced towards the group as they began to move, “Come on.”
Letting Diana lead him by the hand behind her friends along several steps, he was brought to a halt when she stopped. “What is it?”
Diana ignored him and shouted to the rest of the group, “We’ll catch up.” She turned back towards Billy, pulling him into a side alley. “I can’t wait any longer.”
Pushed against the wall, he noticed the sharp, pointed teeth between her lips when she smiled again.
Those teeth ripped into the side of his throat before he able to do anything to try to stop her.
A man rushed into the alley from the street and yanked her away from Billy, tearing his throat with her teeth.
Spinning round to face her mystery attacker, Diana took hold of him by the throat and twisted his head with such force that the snapping of his neck was heard throughout the alley.
Letting the man’s body fall, she turned her attention back to Billy, trickles of his blood still visible beneath her lips.
The sight of two more men moving towards Diana giving him the encouragement to make a dash for the other side of the alley, he glanced back as soon as he heard Diana scream, pausing as he watched one of the men swing a machete and decapitate Diana with one blow.
Seeing Diana’s headless body crumple in a heap at the feet of the two men, Billy began running again.
Stumbling as he approached the front door of the terraced house, Billy pulled the key from his pocket and pushed it into the lock, managing to turn it halfway before he collapsed.
The door opening from the inside, Billy fell back onto the carpet in the hall, looking up as his mother stood over him.
Dragging Billy further into the hall so she could close the front door, Catherine Lawson made straight for the telephone to call for help.