False Dawn

Damn it.  It’s not what I’d thought after all.  I saw him early this morning.  Outside.  In daylight.  He didn’t burst into flames when speckled with sunlight, the Gothic Trumpeter for two doors down.  It was definitely him, in his three-quarter length black leather coat, mop of black hair and black-rimmed eyes.  Standing at the bus stop.  All innocent.  I think he raised his hand and smiled at me as a greeting.  Or he might have been proclaiming that he’s overcome the light and now can hunt at will.  I thought I was safe during the day.  Seems I was wrong.

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[Mrs RW]

Everything I learned about vampires I learned by watching Bela Lugosi movies, so I pass along the following important information: wear garlic and a crucifix. If you hear spooky music, look out! Carry a mirror: if you don't see the black-robed person in the mirror, they're a vampire -- they cast no reflection. Carry a big stake. Don't hang around with people who like to eat bugs. If someone is referred to as "Master", don't make a dinner date with them.