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I'm not a vampire but I'd view myself somewhat of an expert regarding them having worked alongside Mr Nakagawa for the past five years.
My work with the vampire has required me to stay below the radar of the Senate and their hunters. It's the law that none of them should ever record their history for fear of exposure but Mr Nakagawa was obsessive about history. He wanted every detail written so that one day, people might know of his greatness, his words, not mine.
Initially I thought his tales were fiction, that he merely wove himself into them to suit his own desires, but when he began to show me proof of each, I started to believe. It was hard to dismiss the treasure trove of antiques, weapons, attire, paintings and documents that were so clearly genuine and the fact that he insisted that he was a vampire seemed to be more likely with each new richly detailed memory.
Vampires are not unheard of in our culture, they have hovered in the darkness at the periphery of frightening tales for centuries but finding a real one in this age was both terrifying and fascinating. Initially I was hesitant to be alone with him, afraid that he would try to kill me but, as the days turned to months and months to years, I grew to understand how modern day bloodsuckers operated and learned that there were many more.
The day he died I should not have been present, but I was eager to complete a story he had begun the previous day and he, as gracious as always, understood and allowed me entry. I witnessed his demise and now I remain hidden, clasping Toronaga's orginal Samurai sword to my chest, waiting for his killer to seek me out and praying that I will have the strength to use the weapon to save myself.
Zone : Science Fiction
Slave to the Hunger
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May 26, 2012 11:22 amGreat description and well written
Feb 15, 2012 05:40 am