Unmade: A Neo-Nihilist Vampire Tale - Plot & Excerpts
Some wood sat out on the stairwell landing. He had no idea what that was for, but he had an idea. One of the bags looked suspiciously wiggly. He didn’t like to think what was in the bag or what would happen to the contents of the aforementioned bag. “Greetings, Ratula. How was your nap?” “Good, I slept like a baby. No dreams, nothing except darkness.” “Sounds like the type of sleep that a man has after getting a monkey off of his back. Good for you. I got the stuff that we need, plus a few extra things.” The old soldier started emptying the contents of his bags, upending them and dumping them out on the bed. There were books about vampires, a shitload of nails and a bottle of whiskey. The old veteran grabbed the fifth of whiskey, a bargain brand called Broker’s that came in a plastic bottle. “That one’s for me. I got yours right here.” He held up the wiggly bag of something and tossed it in his direction.
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