The Raven nods in understanding. He dips down so everyone can climb onto his back. With a great beat of his wings he launches into the stormy night. The going is difficult for the first half hour, with the wind and rain and lightning strikes. But then you clear the storm and its a dark moonlit night, although still chilly from the wind blowing against your soaking clothes and skin. The Raven drops you each off at your destination and to safety.
Meanwhile...
Frac gasps to consciousness and darkness. He is in an enclosed space, comfortable but claustrophobic. His chest aches where he had been speared but the wound is mostly gone, just bruising and sore ribs. Feeling his way around his cramped space he knows exactly where he is. Pushing forward with his arms silently opens the coffin lid. He sits up and sees a torchlit lit room of grey marble. Two other coffins lie in this chamber. Somewhere high above, the bell tolls twelve times. Mist swirls into the room and resolves into the form of the Count and three women, one of which is the spider-woman, the other is dressed as a nun, and the third is dressed in barely anything at all. They all smile and reveal their bright white fangs.
The Count says, "Your friends all escaped,
but unfortunately for you they left you behind. I had intended to give you a choice, but with you as our only meal, I'm afraid we will have to drain you completely. Nothing personal." With a blur of speed all four rush forward and Frac knows no more.