I rarely reblog anything on Vampire Maman but you have to read this. You MUST read this. Too much creepy Vampire fun. Of course you all know I am not one of THOSE Vampires. Not me. Thank you Matthew Stitt for your fine imagination.
The church basement was dark but dry. Sean walked through the darkness till he dumped over something but it clattered loudly over the floor.
“What the fuck, man!” Sean’s brother Andrew whispered through clenched teeth. “Are you trying to bring them down here.” He added.
“Dude, we’ve been down here three god-damn days. I’m thirsty and hungry. I thought you had a plan to get us out.”
“You’re going to have to wait for it, Sean. My plan is working.”
“What! Are you kidding me,” Sean replied as he stepped up to Andrew. “Are you waiting till they leave? Is that your fucking plan?”
“No, that ain’t my plan, man. Are you fucking nuts.”
“Then what’s your plan?”
“We wait for an opportunity.”
“Are you serious? That’s no different the no damn plan.”
“Shh.. I think someone’s coming.” The Baker brothers listened as the vampire walked above them. Without the…
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