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The Monster Within

One evening in Whitby, 1890 ...

We seated ourselves on a bench. He scribbled away in his notebook, noting the Gothic architecture. Then the word "vampire" caught my eye. I chuckled at the absurdity of it all. The monster he was eager to create was seated next to him. 

I glanced at the throbbing vein in his neck; my fangs descended. As if on cue, a heavy fog rolled in from the harbour with the veil of white mist offering cover for my evil deed. 

Internal torture ensued before the man silenced the monster. I wished Bram well with his book and took my leave. 

 

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