Like ghosts angry fairies
come out in the darkness, haunting humans. They are now mistaken for
ghosts and demons, but in truth they are something natural from this
world, they are what makes up everything.
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Night falls
for humans, but for most of the fairy population the day is just
beginning. I’m standing outside a building of high end condos
waiting for a creature that Hollywood has made out to be the most
romantic and perhaps the scariest of all of them, the vampire.
With thousands of years of life they cultivate a huge collection of
treasures, knowledge and skills; allowing most of them to become
extremely wealthy. However, they almost never feed where they live, so
chances are with so many wealthy people in one place a vampire will
emerge from this building to go somewhere else in search of food.
I spot my query a little before midnight. He’s somewhat bloated.
The vampire hasn’t been feeding well so its body has started the
process of decay; the gasses from this process have caused it to start
swelling allowing me to spot him quickly. The only other way to tell
who’s a vampire is the way they look at each person they pass.
Vampires have a very feral way of looking at people, like a wolf
watching a deer.
He catches a cab and heads north to a poor neighborhood; I have a car
waiting so I follow him. The vampire makes his way to a large apartment
building and goes in. Vampires like apartments in lower income
neighborhoods. No security asking questions at the desk and lots of
living units to try to find one they can enter. It’s the perfect
hunting ground.
The vampire glances hungrily at me as I join him in waiting for the
elevator, but vampires rarely ever kill their victims as doing so
merely creates another vampire to compete with them while drawing
unwanted attention, especially with the camera positioned to look right
at the elevators. It is still nerve racking to step into the elevator
with the undead. It wants to bite into me and despite how tame they
appear to have become, vampires love death. They prefer to kill their
victims and this one is extremely hungry. So it’s torn between
its undead instincts and the intellect it retains from life that lets
it know that it won’t get away with attacking me thanks to the
camera. Still I have to be careful, any movement that belays anxiety or
fear could set off his instinctive side to a point where he won’t
be able to or want to control it.
“It was a nice sunny day today wasn’t it?” I ask as I
fiddle with my hair while looking at my reflection in the elevator door.
The vampire nods his head in a non-committal gesture, anxious that
I’ll notice his lack of reflection or realize that he has no idea
what the day was like, as he couldn’t go out in the daytime.
A twittery giggle echoes inside my head as the most mischievous of
spirits whcih possessed me as a child laughs at the vampire. It is
perhaps a sign of how warped my mind has become that I would tease a
vampire while standing alone with him in an elevator.
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