• I found myself outside of Paris, the scene of many a grotesque murder of my bretheren, if I can call them that.

    I waited until nightfall, then began my search for my ancestor, the one with no name....

    I imagined to myself how she would react to seeing someone such as me......I shuddered with the thought. She would do to me what she has done to the others......rip me open like a paper sack, and drain me like a sponge.

    That's an appealing thought......

    After a few hours, I perched on the top of the Effiel Tower, and gazed out about my surroundings. Paris was always lovely at night...especially in the warm summer air.

    I jumped down, making sure no humans saw me, and I landed on the ground, my coat billowing out behind me. Walking forward, I saw a peculiar young woman standing on the corner...

    My stomach growled.....I hadn't fed in three days...my meal was long overdue.

    I walked up, and noticed another man approach her. Damn! I couldn't hunt her...

    She whispered something in his ear with delicate lips, and he nodded, his eyes glazing over...wait. That's a vampire trick!

    She led him to a dark alley, and I followed at a short distance behind.

    Once inside, the man screamed, and I heard sounds of ripping flesh and snapping bones.....