บท 176: The Blood Countess

The corpse of the Persuadå had to be lugged off in a wheelbarrow.

The many, rotting parts.

It was the arm of a bear. Forelimb of a chimpanzee. Eyes of a cobra. Jaw of an octopus' face. A croc's tail. Jellyfish stingers running in torso like entrails. All the horror merged into one, now forsaken as it was carted away to the pyre. There was no burial for the monster—and the school Headmistress wouldn't even let the fish have at it.

"Too vile a creature," she said. "The sharks would be better off starved." In the aftermath of the tragedy, the badminton court was sealed off for the rest of the week in yellow tape. Werewolf trackers and monster detectives were brought in to trace the path of the creature, back to its master.

—If they had any idea it was a mistress.