Fact: They existed. Fact: They were integrated into society. Fact: They sucked the life out of humans, or at least, used to. Fact: That’s all I really knew about them. “Okay,” I began. “Here’s what I think. A vampire is a regular person who’s bitten by a vampire. Once you’re bitten, you become immortal and are referred to as the undead, but since you’re technically dead, you can’t be rekilled in the usual way.” I raised a brow and looked at him for verification. He gave none, but simply said, “Please go on.” I blew out a breath. “Yeah, so, vampires are immortal as long as they have a constant supply of fresh blood, therefore they’re always searching for mammalian sources, which can be either people or animals—wolves seem to be a popular choice. Vampires can only come out at night because sunlight makes them shrivel up into prunes. Victims are helpless against their physical and mental powers, but a person can hold a vampire at bay by using the sign of the cross—either a little one dangling on a necklace, or two crossed candlesticks.
