Gabriel Van Helsing

Van Helsing and Anna step out of an ancient mirror, encased in a huge black obelisk. It's snowing. You follow, youre witch now caught up in a web of the supernatural. Chiselled out of a massive rock mountain is an enormous cathedral-like fortress; spires, turrets, gargoyles, the works. Covered in permafrost. Icicles everywhere. Carelessly flung hither and yon are human skeletons.

"Castle Dracula." Anna rasps. Behind them, Carl slowly seeps out of the mirror, gaping at the forbidding fortress. The sheer enormity of it terrifies him. He quickly scurries after them all.

They arrive at a massive door at the front of the ancient fortress, made of iron, rusted shut, covered in slippery ice. There's a transom at the top of it.

"Do we have a plan?" Carl's voice rings out nervously. "It doesn't have to be Wellington's at Waterloo, but some sort of plan would be nice."

"We're going to go in there and stop Dracula." Van Helsing, or as you prefer to call him, Gabriel, grits out.

"And kill anything that gets in our way." Anna adds solemnly.

Carl and you share a look, and you see his throat bob as he swallows back his fear. "Let me know how that goes-"

Van Helsing grabs Carl and Anna by their collars, in which Anna grabs your wrist in return, and jumps through the transom. The four of them land softly on the floor on the other side. You look over at Gabriel, and you don't like the way he's bent over in pain.

You walk over to him and notice his eyes reflecting that red colour again. He looks up at you, and lets out a pained grunt.

"You're struggling-"

"I'm fine." He straightens and gives you a stern look.

You try to retort but Anna and Carl have found Igor, Dracula's henchman, and have pressed him for answers. A plan is devised - Anna, Carl and you go to find and save Frankenstein's monster, and Van Helsing goes after Dracula. Simple, right?

"If I'm not "cured" by the twelfth stroke of midnight..." Gabriel pulls a metal tube out of his cloak, if you don't make it.