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The vampire donated floodlights so the children could play ballgames at night. The lights came on but the dugouts remained vacant. The vampire sat alone in the bleachers. “Sometimes I am less than the sum of my parts,” he said to the sum of his parts.
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My hands still twitch at the varied tastes of his blood; a sensation of hope, wanting ambition caught within a ruthless dream.
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121941
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She heard mortar fire, whose percussive power rose above the tapping typewriter keys. A perspiration of terror broke on Loretta’s brow, under her arms. Then suddenly, the whistling of shells.
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The door flew open, hitting the wall, and the woman seated in the corner across from her pressed herself against the bench. Loretta saw that down through her petticoats came a trickle of yellow liquid, which pooled on the floor.
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. . . at midnight three zombies and a vampire gather for a game of Texas hold ’em.
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Henry recognized the shoes. “There’s a little vampire came in with those on, but I last saw her over by the juice bar.” He couldn’t be bothered with Arthur’s “sections.” The club wasn’t that big that it had to be defined by sections.
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J.K. Rottenblotter, editor of Horrible Stories Magazine, has a midnight visit from a rejected short story writer to debate whether classical vampires or sparkling vampires represent real world vampires.
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