[Author’s note: This chapter ended up way longer than I intended, so I decided to split it up. I’m still going to tell the whole story this week to stay on track with my other scheduled chapters. Speaking of scheduled chapters, I’m planning on posting new chapters every Monday, though I may post additional chapters if the story becomes longer than my new intended word range (750-1100 words) or if I have a penpal letter to post!]
Laurel kept a serious face after she asked who believed in vampires.
Laurel: I hope they don’t think I’m crazy. Even if they don’t believe me now, maybe they will after hearing my story.
Carmen: Oh darn it, Laurel’s lost her marbles. I support my friend no matter what, but I cannot have crazy people around my baby.
Bo: There was no mention of vampires in my Sim manual. It did say there was a possibility of supernatural creatures, but they didn’t mention this during my status update abduction. Could it be that vampires are real on this planet?
Gavin: This reminds me of a crazy dream I had, but that was just a dream, right?
“I’m not saying I believe in vampires,” said Gavin,” but I’ll hear you out because if nothing else, this is sure to be a crazy story.”
“Crazy indeed,” said Carmen with a forced smile.
“Perhaps not so crazy,” said Bo.
Gavin did NOT sign up for hunting supernatural creatures. And here he thought Carmen’s unexpected pregnancy would be the biggest shocker he’d hear that day. Well… Laurel didn’t actually say they were going to hunt vampires, but if her story is anything like his dream, that had to be where she was headed with this.
Laurel had begun talking about a weird night at her home earlier that week. After speaking with her butler and her daughter Brooklyn, she was able to piece together what happened.
Most of the family had gone to bed for the night. The only one awake was the butler, standing at his usual post in the living room, which is open to the front door. A woman literally creeped into the house, but the butler’s instructions are to let all guests in, so he didn’t think much of it. The butler assumed it was a friend of the family.
Brooklyn woke up in the middle of the night with a craving for cake. As she walked through the second floor hallway to head down to the kitchen, she noticed the woman creeping up to the third floor. She found it unusual because visitors rarely visited the master suite, but half asleep and cake-hungry, she didn’t think much of it.
Laurel was awoken from her slumber by a pull she couldn’t properly describe. Her eyes opened.
Laurel got out of bed. She noticed the woman in her room, but at the moment, didn’t find anything unusual about it. She walked over to the woman without meaning too. She tilted her head to the side, for the first time noticing her reflection in the mirror, but not seeing a reflection of the woman now getting closer and closer to her.
The woman laced her fingers through Laurel’s hair. Laurel like the feeling, it felt right, just like it was supposed to. The woman lowered her mouth to Laurel’s neck, and there was a feeling as if they were about to begin a dance. They swayed together as teeth sunk into her neck.
Laurel felt exquisite pain, an existential nightmarish ecstasy. She simply smiled through it, allowing it happen, feeling in her mind this is exactly what she wanted. The woman drank her fill and exited the way she came. Laurel swayed on the spot with a goofy grin on her face. Then the spell was broken and she crumpled to the floor, fast asleep, barely clinging to life after the long drink.
Everyone around the table felt as if they were hearing a great campfire story, but Laurel was dead serious. She had done some research after she came to. And after figuring out the whole story, she’d done even more research on the computer, finally purchasing a vampire tome. She was convinced that vampires were real, and she knew the best way to ward them off.
Carmen was incredulous, and Bo wasn’t sure how to comment on the existence of another unexpected life form.
“Aliens I can understand,” said Carmen, “Everyone knows they exist, always abducting people and sending a third of them back pregnant, no offense Bo, but I’m gonna say ‘nah’ to these vampires. And they’re just walking in folks’ houses drinking their plasma?! Nope… nope…”
“This seems most unusual,” said Bo. “I have seen no evidence of vampires, but Laurel seems most insistent, so I think I should consider it carefully before coming to a conclusion.”
“Well I believe her,” said Gavin, surprising the others in the club gathering room. “And this is not just some Caribbean superstitious mumbo jumbo. The weirdest thing happened to me the first week we were in our new apartment. I was asleep in my bed, and a man walked into my room. I felt him in my sleep. I felt that same pull Laurel describes, but just as I was about to open my eyes to get out of bed, the pull I was feeling went away, and he left. It freaked me out at the time. But I guess I thought, or rather I hoped, I’d imagined it.”
Laurel looked at Gavin gratefully, happy that she had someone on her side. Now, all she had to do was convince the rest.