Fangs For Nothing (Vampire Hunting And Other Foolish Endeavors) - Plot & Excerpts
I was simply agog. He smiled back, pleasantly enough if you could ignore the gore dripping off his chin and staining the frilly shirt he was half wearing. Though handsome, there was something about the vampire’s skin that was just plain weird. It had a sort of waxy appearance. It was like when you get a jagged cut on your finger and there’s a large skin flap that you mash back down into the blood and wrap with a Band-Aid. You hope the skin will somehow all fuse back together, but when you look under the tape a few days later, the flap has this strange, slightly translucent quality like candle wax, and you know that portion of your flesh isn’t getting any blood. Well, that’s kind of how the vampire’s skin looked. But all over. It was as if his entire body wasn’t getting enough blood. It was that thought that broke me out of my trance. I spun around to face Xander and shouted, “Let’s get the hell out of here!” I didn’t have to say it twice; Xander was right there with me.
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