These are the journal entries of a centuries old vampire, Nicolas Rider. Welcome to his world...

Sunday, August 26, 2012

July 4, 1923 - Chicago

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     Eyes everywhere were on the sky. Fireworks blazed across the moon, lighting up the night around the humans. But they should have been watching me. They should have been watching their families and friends as I pulled them into the shadows. They could have so easily seen the explosions in the sky reflecting in their neighbor’s frightened pupils. Could have seen the last breath leave their friend’s lips. Could have watched as I dumped another body in the alley.
     But they didn’t. Nobody ever does.

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