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Sacre bleu! L ook at that fish! What was that?!

Agh!

help!

Som ethin g p u l l e d him under… He’s goin g

Som eone hel--!

aaaiii!!! He’s finished!!!

under…

oh, mon dieu…


I’m frightened!

Calm down, ‘

Do som ethin g,

Geraldine!

Fran cois!

Aii!

No!

It’s got m e too! Nooo…!!!

HEL L L LP!!! AAAHHH!!!

nnn ghhh!


Say… say that again?

Not exactly.

You’re sayin g that behind ‘

Geraldine’s and all those

It’s all in this book. If I’d been good enough

poor girls’ murders there

to save your sister, she

are… fairytale characters?

They’re the dark si de of the fairytales. Their opposite pages, if you wish.

could tell you herself…

Take Cinderella. She di dn’t have an easy childhood, di d she? Kept as a slave, humiliated, beaten up every day by her stepsisters, those crazy bitches. They’re trick -mirror versions

You grow up like that and you’d just as soon cu t Prin ce

of the fairytales we know. They com e

Charmin g’s balls off and he’d

from another world with a cursed portal,

sooner fuck the Ugly Ducklin g.

a portal that opens on ce a year…

Bu t you won’t see that part in

that’s how they get to our world.

any children’s book.

You know it wasn’t

You’re

Can you hear yourself?!

a shark.

mad.

Tryin g to

And you expect m e to

understand

believe you!

how to seal up that damned portal ! It’s my mission. My reason to live. I

Yes, b u t this…

am their hunter,

it couldn’t

and they are

be th is .

my prey.

For years I have been tryin g!


I don’t expect

The tru th hurts --

anythin g. Yo u’ r e the

or kills. The tru th is

one who followed m e.

that each year, at Carnival tim e, Venice teems with monsters ki dnappin g and torturin g youn g, innocent girls to death! I don’t know why. Bu t it happens. And the wretched and the defenseless and the poor, dumb - bastard bystanders pay the price.

Yes, b u t… b u t…

They kill because it

And I don’t care

makes them feel alive…

why I’m the only

or maybe it’s som e

one who can kill

fucked- up an cient

them.

ritual… I don’t care. I don’t ask questions. I move my ass and get on the hunt!

Now if you’ll excuse m e, I have som e monsters to kill.

S ure… well, don’t

See ya.

stab anythin g I wouldn’t.

You’re wel com e.

I told you it wasn’t for ki ds.


“Tim e for the lion to strike. Ready or not.”

“They’re headin g for that godforsaken den.”

“Those two don’t know what they’re in for.”

Take it easy, signor. What’s the rush?

How do you

There!

fun waits for

know that -- do I

under his

no man.

look like a regular

jacket!

It’s Carnival…

gu y to you?

So fun you forgot your

I see

mask?

it…


Okay…

I guess this is part of your “costum e ”?

Then you’ll like our real- life dun geon, smartass! S urrender that weapon !

Can’t be an au thentic monster- hunter withou t it, cap’n.

…I give up.

OOFF!!

What the fuck you think you’re doin g?

Nothin g much… really nothin g!

Get him!

AAAGKK! Bastard! I’ll kill you!



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