His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter. "Suppose he does. I tried to have it out with him, but he wouldn’t have it out. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date. She felt herself shaking again. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark. His car was there. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. They left the castle that day for another, packing with them the leftovers of the troupe that followed them from place to place, never asking about the occasional disappearance of one of its unlucky members. “I truly am a vampire, John.
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