While Grampa drooled all over Drac’s truck, I decided to do what all smart kids do in scary stories—go exploring by myself in the dark.
Drac’s lair was bigger than I had ever imagined. I saw enormous parlors, ballrooms, and spooky crypts.
He even had escalators, pay phones, and fast-food joints. This place was impressive! In fact, I wasn’t scared at all…
until, of course, I found Drac’s collection of petrified skulls.
Then, to make matters worse, I backed right into Drac’s assortment of non-friendly reptiles!
I quickly decided it was time to get back to the truck and find Grampa!
That’s when I noticed that the Mudsucker was being refueled, but not with gasoline. It was being filled with, with… well, let’s just say it’s red and gushy and rhymes with
