A whole bunch of vampire stuff

I am a vampire, another type:

   *The room is filled with swirling black mist that moves about under and through the legs of the desk, waffs up against the walls; there is only a camera with a microphone, both wireless connections; even the door to this room has been sealed up and concrete poured over it, the halls are flooded with salt water kept circulated by turbines to keep the salt from settling on the floor. This level of the containment facility houses little else; in fact only three other cells are occupied; after a near incident trying to lock up the third prisoner involving the other two nearly escaping it was determined too dangerous to interact beyond the use of the wireless devices, and when those eventually die the plan is to abandon the facility save for a surface guard keeping the "abandoned warehouse" used to keep the site covered up to prevent anyone from finding their way down. However the facility can't be completly abandoned, the turbines and water levels must be maintained, for should they falter the three creatures imprisoned here may very well be able to find an escape, chip away at their confines or else simply move right through the walls, the dirt, and be free to prey upon humanity once again.

   In the room with the swirling black fog a pair of red glowing eyes ascends from the mist by the desk giving a vaguely human shape, it speaks in an echoing human voice, "You dare ask me how I became a vampire? After all this indignity you think I will answer you. I can hear all that transpires down here, you asked that poor girl her origin story; a rarity is a Crystal Vampire, I wander what horror created her, I wander if they will come for her, I however can wait, wait till machines break, wait till places are forgotten, I can even wait till the last human dies and this planet becomes a lifeless husk if need be. You are trying to starve us, contain us, constant light upon the Crystal Vampire, a vent feeding in a paralyzing scent to the Dark Blood; and all this water just for me. So many holes to exploit, I can already escape if I want to. Want to know how? Perhaps I will tell you before I kill you. Starving me does not diminish my power, it only makes me more...feral, what poor souls will die between here and you as I track your scents and kill you all."




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   As we have seen before Dark Dwellers are fairly common yet varied (link in description for basics on Dark Dwellers). Today we are identifying the "tribes" of Dark Dwellers. First we must indicate what is and isn't a "Dark Dweller",

   It is common to place "supernatural" beings into specific categories, those being the restless dead, magical beings, interdimensional life forms, and cryptids. With each one extremly varied, Dark Dwellers would fit under the cryptid category as they are natural life forms, although give off a a very supernatural "vibe" to those who encounter them. Dark Dweller is one of the three categories of humanoids that prey on humans, the other two being "Flyers" and "Fish Men", with Flyers likely mostly being magical and Fish Men being a number of weirdly humanoid yet aquatic and marine creatures. Dark Dwellers hence are a large number of land based, out numbering Fish Men both in terms of variety and sheer numbers; numbers on Flyers however can't be determined.

   Dark Dwellers all have several common traits. They are thin human like beings with elongated arms and legs, their fingers and toes possess the strength ratio found in monkeys allowing them to climb trees, cliffs, cavern walls, and even the sides of buildings despite being the size of humans. They have sharp teeth and large eyes. They all also possess an unusual skeletal structure that allows them to easily dislocate and relocate any joint effortlessly as well as collapse their pelvis, ripcage, and even skull to a quarter its usual depth going so far as turning their mandible sideways to fit and move through tight spaces. Beyond this they vary in terms of specifics such as ear shape, eye size and color, fur or no fur covering and skin color. While terminology wise they are regarded as "tribes" they are in truth both sub-species and even seperate species with a common ancestor.

  Before we go on we must address the "Not Dark Dwellers". There are a few creatures often mistaken for Dark Dwellers or believed to fit into the same category due to some similarities. These are Ape Men, Dog Men, Cat People, various Were-Beasts, Devil Monkies, Nosferatu, True Goblins, Some Fish Men, and Screechers.

    Of these the Ape Men are mistaken due to being humanoids with fur covering, however Ape Men are much harier, lack the collapsable skeletons, have omnivore teeth structures, and don't regularly prey on humans (some tribes of Ape Men have been known to though, but its not a common trait).

     Dog Men, Cat People, Were-Beasts, and Devil Monkies it is a case of mistaken identity as a good look reveals these have nothing in common besides being athletic humanoids.

    The last four is harder, Nosferatu are a type of vampire, an undead one at that which takes on a bald long fingered apperance with sharp teeth and pointed ears; however they usually wear clothes, save for some that have gone feral; but are definetly not Dark Dwellers as they are supernatural in nature possessing unnatural powers and weaknesses.

    True Goblins can be mistaken for short Dark Dwellers on occassion, or though to be child ones, but are actually a type of fae, can turn invisible, and has human intelligence along with some magical powers.

   There are some types of Fish Men with a lanky humanoid build, large black eyes, no nose, sharp teeth, and thin gill slits around the neck that have taken to living in coastal drainage systems to be closer to potential food sources. These are easily from a distance mistaken for both the pale hairless Dark Dwellers as well as the thin white fur kind, as well as having overlapping hunting grounds.

  Screechers are a type of Flyer. It can look almost exactly like a Dark Dweller, although has fully grasping prehensile talon like toes, long pointed ears, large red eyes, and a thin pale humanoid build. However they don't have collapsable skeletons and they can defy physics by morphing their arms and hands into large bat like wings, flying very fast despite their bodies showing a lack of flight muscles. Screechers are a type of vampiric Flyer.


   Before going into the current living Dark Dwellers, there is one elephant in the room. Are Dark Dwellers vampires? They have been lumped into the category of "living vampires" by vampire experts; as well as those who seem to believe virtually everything belongs in either the categories of vampire, were, ghost, dragon, or fairy. With overly convoluted sub-categories showing clear lack of relations beyond varying criteria such as diet and a general over-all physical apperance. That said there was one identified supernatural vampire version of Dark Dwellers, however it is believed this was the result of a vampiric curse infecting Dark Dwellers. This was the Goblis Vampiris; known by a large number of local names throughout the continent of Africa. The infection spread quickly among all the Dark Dwellers of Sub Saharan Africa, possibly on purpose as the Goblis Vampiris had greater strength, speed, stealth, immortality, and could move through the ground like water. This particular strain of vampirism however had serious weaknesses, such as any light hurt them, infected by even a single bite, could not reproduce as a vampire though any means other than infection, any smoke warded them off, and could be killed by any metal piercing the skin. They were exterminated by rival vampires preying on humans as well as other supernatural beings such as the Djinn arriving from the North. Humans with fire, smoke, and metal weapons exposed their caves, and killed them off. It is currently believed these are extinct, although some small number deep in the jungles might still survive. However regular Sub Saharan Dark Dwellers are believed to be completly gone now.

   All that said, regular Dark Dwellers are infamous for their diets and their habits. Regardless of the type of Dark Dweller their feeding habits remain the same. They subsist primarily on a liquid diet mixed with soft tissue such as fat and crushed organ meat. They rarely eat the muscle tissue of their victims. A tendency noticed in some cultures labeling them as forest and jungle demons that want human livers, stomachs, or intestines, leaving the rest for scavengers; as well as drinking the blood from the body. Tropical varieties of Dark Dwellers are either year round predators, or change between the dry and rainy seaons. In the dry seasons hunting anything and ripping the prey apart while drinking the blood, entering a berserker state when feeding; in the rainy seasons these same Dark Dwellers become more passive, feeding primarily on fish and sucking the juice from fruits. Temperate and high altitude Dark Dwellers however are the more infamous. In Spring and Summer they are passive, will usually chase human intruders away and feed by sucking the juices from plants, feed on soft berries, eggs, refuse, and generally come across more like curious cryptids in the forests. However come autumn they begin to move closer to humans, are more often seen as they stalk people and animals through bushes, tree lines, and tall crops. However rarely attack. In this season their diets change, they will feed on the soft tissue of road kill, other predator kills, consume injured animals that can't escape, and while rare might attack and feed on people and larger animals; although usually only if starved or the temperature drops low earlier than normal. In Winter however these Dark Dwellers become very aggressive, their brain chemistry changes to be more cunning, careful, and stalk their prey, using various tricks to lure solitary creatures or people away from safety so they can ambush them. It is at this time they seek fresh flesh, blood, fat, soft tissues, to consume. The cold triggers a ravenous response. A result of all this is often local culture ascribing different names and folklore to the different behaviors as if they were different seasonal monsters. Although it should be noted they are never safe to approach, even the Spring and Summer skittish version might turn and attack if cornered or something sets off that predatory side of it like a smell or the sight of blood.





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different story



vampire interview take 3


  I don't remember what year it was, actually I don't think we even used the same calendar as you. I remember my father would watch the stars and moon to determine when it was time to plant the crops. We lived on a small farm by a grassy hill, a creek, and a forest. My brothers were hunters, my mother cooked, made clothes, along with my two older sisters. We had some sheep, geese, and two horses. We weren't a big farm, mainly grew potatoes, wheat, and barley. Once a month my oldest brother would take the horse into town to get supplies, sometimes my older sister would accompany him; rarely my mother and father would go into town. I never did. I remember however when I was just becoming a woman that my father wanted me to meet our neighbor, a farm some distance down the road further from town. I had never met this man before, and he and my father spoke and the man gave my father a sheepskin full of coins and packed up two pigs and a goat into the wagon. My father told me to listen to that man, do whatever he told me, and he'd be back on the morrow. I was confused as the man gave me a look I didn't like and told me to make him dinner.

   I didn't know what to do, I thought maybe the man couldn't take care of himself, so I did what he said, I maybe a porridge of meat and vegatables. He liked it I guess, but that doesn't matter. When it was done he told me to take my clothes off and be ready for him in his bedroom. When I refused he got angry, I told him no, and he yelled, threatened me, and reached for a large stick. I ran out of the house, barely managing to escape his grasp as he ran after me. I don't know how I managed to out pace him, but I ran down the street. However as I felt I was running out of breath I heard him shouting behind me, carrying a lantern as it was getting dark. I feared for my life and knew I had to hide from him, so I ran from the road into the forest, trees ripped at my clothes and my skin. I could still hear him out by the road. I hadn't gone very far, eventually his voice faded and I sobbed as I realized what had happened.

   Around the farm I didn't do anything other than help my mother and sisters cook, they didn't need me. I as a woman wasn't allowed to help with the animals, I remember my older sister saying I could help her work in town but my dad refused it. I didn't know what my sister did in town, but my father would often look at me with a strange sort of look, like he didn't like me. I got this look especially while we were eating, while he was talking about how everyone had to do their part for the farm and the family. I don't know if he sold me to the neighbor as a wife, or had whored me out for livestock; the former seems more likely given the pigs and goat. But I couldn't return to that man. It was then that I heard kurling coming from deeper in the woods, I was cold, wet, and cut up by the branches; I thought maybe there was another farm on the other side of the forest, and a girl was out calling her cows to come home; or had lost one and was looking for it.

   I came not to a farm but to a clearing where strangely well dressed woman in black dress and red blouse with fiery red hair was standing calling into the woods. She had this gorgeous blue eyes and deep red lips. I remember standing there at the edge of the clearing just looking at her tiny cottage. She smiles and calls me over. I walked to her and she asked me what happened to me in such a soothing voice. I broke down crying, telling her everything, despite not knowing who this woman was. She invited me to have dinner with her. She fed me, gave me new clean clothes, made of such soft white material, and we spoke at the table. I don't know what I was eating it; the bread was so sweet, the meat so juicy, and the drink sparkled. She ran me a bath of water that was warm without a fire. There was only one room and one bed, a very large bed. But there were no windows as this room was down in a cellar. She told me I could stay for as long as I wanted, but she would put me to work.

   I stayed, I couldn't return to that man, nor to my family after running away from that man. Work was little more than picking berries. There was a path not far from her cottage, the rule was I had to stay on that path and only pick the berries that hung over it, she told me the forest was full of fairies and those were their berries, but the path was hers, so any berries hanging over the path were hers as well. I didn't question that, and I knew something was wrong with the forest as it didn't look like the forest I ran through, the trees were strange in a way I couldn't describe, but now I can; they looked...animated, flat, and off colored, strangely still like a television screen; something I don't believe existed yet and wouldn't see for ages later. My other duties included bringing hay from a shack that never seemed to run low to a single animal that was not a deer or a cow but something big as a horse with a face like a cow, body of a deer, and horns like a bull. I also learned to milk this animal and tend the garden whose vegetables grew too quickly and were strange shapes and colors, even the potatoes were purple and had vines with large plump meat tasting fruits on them. Once every so often as I had no indication of weeks or months, another woman would come to visit; a very tall woman who wore brown dresses with a little cape and showl with incredibly long black hair that reached her legs. She and the mistress would speak together and then retire to the bedroom. I knew from the sounds they were making love. I never saw the woman leave, although she always arrived at the front door, she brought a present of breads and jams when she would arrive.

   The mistress I am certain I should have mentioned already, would sleep through the entire day, I mainly lived alone taking care of the cottage until night fell. She light up the many smokeless candles and we'd talk, have dinner. Every other night however she'd leave, not always down the path but sometimes through the forest, her clothes and hair never catching any branches. I didn't question this. I stayed there, and when she returned she'd usually have a basket full of meats and jars full of milk and other assorted drinks. In time we grew closer, I mean we slept in the same bed; sort of. A few short hours into night I'd go to bed. I would sometimes wake up hearing her come home if she came home early; on the nights she stayed home we'd sometimes go to bed at the same time. She seemed to mostly sleep. It happened one day after I had bathed, the mistress asked me I found her attractive. I did, I loved her, and I did wander what she and the visitor did together. She offered to show me and took me to her bed. What she did to me, I never felt anything like it before. My entire body was wrapped in bliss. When it was over she held me tight and kissed me deeply, I fell asleep right there. When I woke up I knew some time had passed as she was sleeping and up above was daylight already. I went about my chores, but was tired through the whole day; only feeling a little better while inside. When night fell she told me I shouldn't worry about the chores, her usual assistant will be back from their long trip soon to do them and I should rest. I was confused, and realized, I had been there for many days and nights, and it had been nearly time to harvest when I fled from the man; yet the air never grew crisper, and there were always fruits and vegetables around. I was very tired that night and she led me back downstairs and laid me in bed telling me to get a full day's rest.

   When next I awoke it was to the sound of love making beside me, the visitor and the mistress were there, naked, making love to one another. Seeing me watching them; they exchanged one glance, their eyes seemingly talking to each other and the mistress asked me if I'd like to join them. I of course said yes; and together they pounced on me. I became the focus of their attentions, it was like they were competing with whomever could cover me the most with their own saliva and bodies as they kissed and licked every part of me; coming to a head as the Mistress sucked on my shoulder while the visitor sucked between my legs. I passed out, sort of. I was still, felt lifeless but aware as they continued to suck on me, and then made love ontop of me. They shortly after switched placed, the vistor kissed me and the mistress pressed her mouth over my nethers pressing her tongue deep inside me. The visitor was blowing hot air into my throat and lungs while the mistress felt like she was squirting a very hot liquid inside me that seemed to becming from the tip of her tongue somehow. My body grew hot just before I passed out.

  When I woke up again both of them were there still, I was pressed between them, squished as their arms embraced eachother, holding me tight. I felt a warmth moving between the three of us, like something of them was mixing with me. I was facing he mistress who opened her eyes, which were glowing now, she smiled and kissed me whispering for me to go back to sleep; I'd feel so much better when I woke up again.

   Next I woke I felt strange, I was warm, energized, I felt light, and even though there were no lights on I could see everything, granted as a sort of blue but otherwise colorless blur with sparks of light here and there like little green, red, and pink sparks. The visitor was standing and leaned over kissing me and then the mistress before walking to the wall and pressing a stone that opened a secret passage. I got up getting ready to do my chores, but the mistress reminded me I didn't need to do them anymore, but then told me I needed to avoid the sunlight as now it would make me tired and I could pass out in a field for anyone or anything to carry me off if I wasn't careful.

   I stayed with her, making love of course, till night came in short order. She took up stairs. I was shocked, the cottage...it was old, fallen apart, it looked like a fire had taken it. There was a storm raging outside, the rain blowing through the rotted beams. She saw my confusion and told me the season had passed, the cottage was now not there but somewhere else, that the cottage was now with their visitor and the one who had gone away on a long trip was over there taking care of it. This made no sense to me. As winds blew and the rain fell she held me tight and said that now was time for my first hunt, and if I still wanted to love her to...well...she told me a way to find her again that I won't repeat as it was for me only. I didn't understand even as she said something about birds pushing the baby's from the nest to fly. She let go and everything went dark, the rain stopped, the wind stopped, and; even the ruins of a cottage were gone. I was standing now bare foot, in a white gown in the middle of a snowy woods in the dead of night; no leaves upon any trees. Yet I didn't feel cold, I felt warm, but I also felt hungry, and I could see something. it was like a red glow in the distance and I somehow knew this glow meant food. I moved, silently, fast, never running out of breath, darting from tree to tree and leaping long distances over logs and undergrowth. I flew at some point, riding in the wind, moving as if climbing the undersides of branches and leaping from the sides of trees and rocks. It was fun. It felt like a dream at times, but real too.

   Following the red glow I came to the edge of the woods. Before me was a large fenced in field, a barn, despite so many changes the house looked familiar, it was the house of the neighbor. The red glow was coming from within, as I approached the red glow became many red glows, moving about. They took shape and I could see them through walls, even telling how many walls were between me and them; one was an old man in a rocking chair, an old woman in the kitchen, a young man and young woman, and three children just shy of their teenage years I'd say. There were lights inside, lanterns fixed to the cielings. Through the window I could see them more clearly, gathered around a gayly decorated tree they had brought inside for some reason, there were garlands around the house and wrapped boxes beneath the tree. They were celebrating something. The house was also larger, more rooms, perhaps even a different house built over the old one, but the shape was the same except for the additions, I might even guess they just kept fixing it with better materials in the same shape till this. It doesn't matter. The old man in the rocking chair, he looked familiar, the man, the neighbor.

   I moved, over the snow to the front. The road was now covered in a black material, there were no horses, instead their carriages were metal with large lanterns fixed to the fronts and canvas square tops. Althought I could see other blurs, yellow ones, in the barn which I knew to be horses. But for some reason I hadn't seen them till I thought to look for them. The red glows however were still there, pulling me to them. I walked to the door and knocked on it. Inside everyone stopped and the young man opened the door, he asked me what I was doing there, what I wanted, but stopped when the young woman said to look behind me. He looked. I was stood there silent as the man had a confused look about him, he was seeing the lack of footprints no doubt, how I was barefoot in the snow, wearing a thin material. I spoke, I remember what I said so clearly, "Who here bought a young girl from her father?"

   The old woman came from the kitchen and screamed, the old man in the rocking chair was turning pale white and yelled to close the door. When I looked up at the young man he screamed too and threw the door closed yelling he was calling the police. I didn't know what that meant, or how he'd do that. But there was yelling inside as I moved quickly from the front door around the house and stood back in the empty field watching the house, watching the red glows run about frantically. I knew the young man was looking out the front door again, the windows, shutting the curtains. I could hear the old man arguing with the old woman as the young couple gathered their three kids up to a central room, all of them confused. I saw the sun coming up so I fled back into the woods. I somehow moved inside of a rock and slept there.

   It was night again when I woke, I crept back to the edge of the woods. The children were gone, the young man was still there but not the young woman, the old woman was also gone, but not the old man. There were also three other men in the house. In short, old man, young man, three other men. I flew slowly and silently over the snow towards the house. The curtain were drawn, all the lights were on, and the front door now had a string of garlic and a large cross on it. It was something I had only seen before thanks to my older brother who would speak of the church in town. I moved around the house, close to the wall. I could hear them talking, one was a priest asking questions, the old man said there was a story about his grandfather who had bought a girl as a wife from a neighbor, but the girl ran from him and was never found. The towns people accused him of killing her but couldn't prove it. I remember that part more now than then, as I was so hungry. I waited as the priest walked around the house splashing water in the air, while the two other men hung crosses and iron nails. I didn't know what they thought they were doing. But I did feel that I couldn't just walk into the house for some reason. I waited in the field watching. One of them looked through the curtain and started to shout, the others came running. The priest looked out the window and shouted to me, asking who I was, I said the same thing to them, "Who here bought a young girl from her father?"

   I then by some reflex, or instinct I guess the word is now, made it so they couldn't see me, vanishing from their eyes. They were all screaming, the priest shouting his god's name or son of his god or something at the open air. Surprisingly they managed to keep at it for some time. Eventually the priest went outside, sprinkling wate in the air around the house and even walked out to the field, unaware I was standing so close to him as he sprinkled the water in the air where I had been standing before and the ground there. He looked at that spot of fround intensly and I managed to resist the urge to attack him as he went inside and spoke to the old man again, asking if there was anything special about that spot in the field; bringing up that story about the old man's grandfather. This made the old man angry, who insisted his grandfather was no murderer and no one was buried in the field.  The priest and the other two men left shortly after, the young man left too. I approached the house, their tree was still there but the boxes were missing. The old man after a little bit of time had passed walked out of the house in coat and boots and walked out to the field. He glared at the spot in the field where the priest had sprinkled the water.

   I couldn't resist any longer as I heard a loud thumping sound, I was hungry, I charged the man, lifting him from the ground and dragged him by the throat into the woods, I had to have smashed him through so many tree limbs as he was unconcious when I bit into him, I drank his blood till he was pale and cold. However where I had bitten showed no signs of teeth marks only a round spot like rotted flesh. Even as I stood there his body was decaying. I didn't dawn on me what I had done at first. I had plenty of time to have realized what I was doing, that I was hunting this man, even despite hearing he wasn't that man; but that, that man had, had children and grand children. I flew from that spot in the woods, following the road. I tried to find where my old house had been, but I am certain the spot was now just part of a field. No house remained there by the hills I recognized, even the creek was gone, its path changed.

   I continued on through the woods. I didn't age, I slept inside of rocks, trees, the ground, I felt the urge to feed at least once every three days; but anything would do. Birds, deer, I could even drain the life from trees. A dog that wouldn't stop barking. I kept going. I don't know what came of that house, if they ever found the man's body or anything else about that. I never went back. I did return to the mistress, using her special way, but she said I could not live there now, that I needed to make my own "lair" but I was free to visit her and spend a night, maybe make plans with the visitor. I never learned their names, I've forgotten my own. I found I could move between three places, the world of the living, the world of ghosts which is where I believe that storm was, and a fairy world where her cottage is. But the cottage was something shared between the mistress and the visitor, alternating years betweening having it as a lure. Something someone could stumble upon in the woods by passing through a fairy arch they made in the trees. I think that is what happened to me, but rather than eat me, she took me in, and made me like her. I did make a home for myself in the fairy world, I even made doors to it in the world of the living. It wasn't something fancy, not a lure to bring people in. But I had thought I'd find someone to keep me company. The mistress loved me, but, I feel her and the visitor were the real couple. I am a lover for them both, and I think perhaps, was nearly just a snack for them to share plumped up on fairy food to sweeten my blood; but the mistress liked me too much so made me like her. I sound like I am making excuses for her, it could have been a whim for all I know; or planned out from the beginning. It was both of them together that made me this after all.

   Of course my plan to find a lover, back fired, as here I am.



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   -Code Wonderland

    Blood of Night, Mortal Lights

     -State your name for the record miss.

     Rebecca Chambers, what is this about?

   -You know what this is about Miss Chambers, you killed four men; that we know of.

   They all deserved to die, a rapist, a murderer, a child molester, and another rapist.

  -We have a legal system to deal with this Miss Chambers.

   Yeah, one that is obviously failing; what do they get? A slap on the wrist, a judge throwing out the case because they're good boys, a few months in prison. They deserve to die they...

   -I'm going to cut you off right there Miss Chambers, let me ask, what would be your next step down when you can't find someone like that? How often do you need to feed? Once a week? Once a month? You are gambling that there are enough irredemibale assholes in this world you can find anywhere from 12 to 52 such people personally in a year? Your case isn't unique Miss Chambers. Let me guess you plan to hang out in different night clubs, play guardian angel to some girl leaving the club all alone just in case someone attacks her, maybe patrol the city like Batman. Life isn't a movie, a tv show, a cartoon, or even a comic book Miss Chambers despite the impossible being thrown in your face like this. I won't say there arn't plenty of people out there that don't deserve some vigilante justice, cull the irredemiable from our numbers. Problem is, you arn't some super psychic omniscient divine instrument that can detect these people anywhere in the world and magically teleport to them. You are a predator, that feeds on human beings. What do you plan to do when you can't find someone that fits your specific criteria. I'll tell you Miss Chambers, because we've seen it before; you'll negotiate with yourself, lower that criteria. Maybe you'll target someone going to their car tipsy, claiming he deserved to die because he was going to be a drunk driver putting other people's lives at risk by driving. Maybe you'll target that guy sexually harassing women at the bar because he's drunk thinking he must be a rapist and not stop at just being some asshole when he's drunk. A druge user? Drug dealers? Maybe hookers, homeless man drinking his stress away; we don't know what your moral compass is or where you'll point it when you star to get...thirsty.

  *She glares at the one way mirror and the speaker box above it.

  -Hit a sore spot did we? Its true, you'll move from place to place, town to town, city to city. Maybe go serial killer with news paper clippings; maybe find those too high profile once you realized people like us existed or something else was out there that might come after you for exposing their existence. You'd hit places, make yourself bait, perform some mental gymnastics and make yourself believe anyone you seduced was going to attack someone, or profile people; again, we've seen it before. Seen one of your kind hang around a truck stop on an old highway, went after any man over six feet tall with tatoos and a beard and would prop them up in their vehicles and drive it off a canyon curve. Never thought anyone would notice a pattern. Even had a guy in a city dressing like a fucking super hero, spandex and a mask, was going after pimps, drug dealers, drug users, started feeding on drunk homeless after only three months. So believe me when I say, we've seen it all, and no sob story, vigilante justice angle you can tell us is going to change that. You want out of this? and by this I mean being executed via the high power UV lights in that room and instead given a nice little room with fresh blood every week; then you tell us what we want to know.

   *after a few seconds she says, "Fine"

  -Okay Miss Chambers, what is your date of birth and location.

  August 20th, 1985, Touscan Arizona

  -How did you meet the creature that turned you? Do not spare any details.

   It was last year, I was doing some urban exploring for my youtube channel, setting up hidden trail cams in isolated places to catch animals, spooky stuff. It happened when I was going back for one. I usually try to be careful no one else is around; don't want to be ambushed by some psycho or drug dealers. Usually I do it with some friends, but they were busy so I headed out alone. It was just a cam in an old burnt out barn; not even any tags on the place. As I was retrieving the camera this creature crawled into the place, it wasn't her, it was something else, like a B-movie cave vampire or ghoul; you know like that Rake creature people post about online in all those mysterious humanoid videos and pics. It growled at me and I ran but, a truck rolled up by my car blocking my escape; they didn't see me but the creature was chasing me. I ran towards the truck as the thing chased me. I screamed for help, but these three large Marines looking men just laughed and one pointed a gun at me and...it was a blur, scream. Something really big and brown like a thunder bird or something had swooped down and carried the two of the men off; another black blur was like a wave across the ground and just enveloped the other guy. Behind me the creature was ambushed by...her, she was beautiful, like a vampire from an erotic thriller. Wearing see through white gowns, long brown hair, she was holding the creature and drinking its blood by its neck. I was entranced...and in shock. When she dropped the creature she asked me what I was doing there; she sniffed around my neck like a cat as I told her about my youtube channel, catching videos of ghosts, animals, and creepy things. She laughed, she thought it was cute and wanted to hear more and see more. She actually got in my car and went with me back to my place and I showed her my videos and editing, where I staged my performances for the channel. We agreed to meet again, and well...none of your business on the details but after a month; I asked to be turned; and she did. She turned me. She was amazing, could fly, turn invisible, climb walls. She told me about the other two that were there, told me they turned her, but she wasn't exactly like them, they were born vampires, two different kinds, so she was something else also. Its all so amazing.

    I joined her on the hunt, she had a taste for those...things, told me she called them Filth Vampires, told me how they stalked people, sucked out blood, organs, body fat...shit, piss, and other stuff; filthy creatures that live in sewers and other abandoned places waiting for people and animals to come by. They don't need to feed on people, but they team up with rapists and murderers in cults in human trafficing because of how ugly they are and how weak they are.

  -That will be enough Miss Chambers. Where is the lair of the vampire that turned you?

  You'll never find her.

  -We already have, we've been tracking her, and those other two as well.

  *there is a pause*

  -Miss Chambers, those creatures are now vampires, but they do lead us to real threats. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Those soldiers mistook you for a vampire we were tracking. There was no good reason for you to be out there alone like that. Youtube channel, redicilous. Not doubting that was your reason, just not a good one to put yourself at risk. Kids these days. Miss Chambers, you are feeling hungry right now correct? Three good men died that day at the hands of those three vampires. You were seduced and turned by one of them. In the ten months since we started to track you, we've confirmed you've killed four people. How many others have you killed; or are you about to confess that you don't need to feed on human beings. That you don't have the excuse of being addicted to human blood or require human blood to live. We already know the one that turned you can feed on animals, even on plants; yet you all choose to murder people, to engage in cannabalism because you think you're supperior to the rest of us now.

   Where's the good cop? You've done nothing but threaten me and I've cooperated. Those four men were rapists, and a serial killer stalking a back road. You're with those Filth Vampires arn't you? Their followers. Soldiers...right. That doesn't even make sense from a conspiracy theory stand point; why would anyone take the side of animals like that? Shouldn't you be working with aliens, or at least a noble vampire?

  -I'm not going to give you anymore information Miss Chambers, I'm the one asking questions here. Where is the Dearg Due's lair?!

  *She stands, smiling, she blinks in an out of view as she seems to almost teleport around the room with one desk; before stopping right in front of the mirror.

   Beyond the stars but not in the sky, beneath the waves but not underwater, behind the reflection but not in the glass.

  *She walks right into the one way mirror and vanishes, the view from inside surreal as she just seems to turn into black smoke.

   -Fuck! Why wasn't she contained better?!

   ******

   The man who had been speaking is an older man in a suit with a squared jawline and short white hair. He clinches his teeth. Beside him a smaller man in a lab coat *shrugs*, "The vampire containment facility was closed down. When we put the Crystal Vampire we captured last week in there, the Shadow Vampire and the Dark Blood being held both senses the security being laxed and nearly escaped. We couldn't risk it. The Dearg Due however is still being held here and..."

  The two men exchange a glance and run down the hall to the surveilance room, the other cell is also empty despite the wards around the doors and iron bars on the windows.

  "The facility is surrounded by an iron fence," says the scientists, Dearg Due cannot cross iron fences, we caught them before after all."

    The facility goes on alert, soliders scour the grounds using locators, charms, but neither creature of the night is to be found.

  "Mirror Travel," growls the man who had been questioning the vampire, "How did we not know they could do that?"

   "To be fair sir," says the scientist, "We seldom every encounter Dearg Due, they are seldom found outside of Europe and due to their varied diet rarely butt heads with hunters. Our archivist is double checking the creature's story for any records of an unsolved murder case fitting the description. We think maybe late 1800's early 1900's."

  "I don't care about their stories, I want them found, boxed up, buried, and to never see the light of day again. We've had to hunt down and trap five different vampires in the last three years alone, the facility is being wasted on space thanks to those wall phasing demons, and we can't even transport them without risking escape. And we just lost TWO vampires that were feeding on Dark Dwellers...and know nothing of the other two in their hive...question the Crystal Vampire again we brought in last week; it was caught doing the same thing in the same city. There might be a connection."

  "Understood sir,"

-Later-
  The military man is in a office far from the facility; on a phone speaking with someone, 'Yes sir, the two Dearge Due escaped. I have trackers following their trail through the mirror space as well as the opening we left in the fence line. Yes sir, we believe the other two in this hive are another Shadow Vampire and an Estrie. The two Dearg Due talked enough to give us enough hints to determine that. Nothing beats a vampire for talking about themselves.








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   Crystal Vampire 2nd Interview

   The room is dimly lit, inside is the Crystal Vampire, a being whose name is partially deceaving to the people watching the monitor who thought she'd be some sort of crystal golem demonic creature instead of this semi-transparent woman in a light red see through gown that flutters about despite there being no air flow in the room; something made even more unnerving as she stands perfectly still. The file they have tells them the room is kept at a low light with an alternating intensity of UV light to keep the Crystal Vampire in a state of physical flux. Not so solid that she gains her full power, but not so ethereal that she could just phase through the walls and escape; unable to utilize the phasing power except when invisible, a state she only takes on when exposed to too much light light. A being existing in a state of physical limbo possessing physical power in darkness and ghostly powers in light.

   "Hmmm? Dark...Dwellers...us? Oh...those things, the Filth Vampires."

   -That is what the Dearg Due called them, so you are part of the same hive?

   "Coven, lovers, polyamarous arrangement, not hive."

   *Why is it talking like that? Can we make it stop talking in that whispering wind stop words manner?

   -Its doing that because of the flux state, now shut it. Miss...You told us before you feed passivly and hung out in a cemetary. Walking through or by people to absorb life energy. When we found and capture you, it was because we found a Dark Dweller dead with its insides turned to dried crystaline powder, something that only happens when a Crystal Vampire drains something to death. Why did you feed on that Dark Dweller.

   Territory. Filth vampires expose themselves to humans, weak, attract attention. Prey, they are weak, yet feed on the same prey as us. Never had full meal before. Lasting me so long, hungry, tired; please free me.

  -We can't do that.

   Not talking. To. You.

  ****There is a violent earthquake the power goes out disconnecting the feed to the underground facility. When a team is dispatche they find the guard dead, drained of his blood with needle like puncture marks on his shoulder, crushed arms, and impacted ribs. He never had a chance to call for help. The concrete floor of the warehouse has been smashed to pieces, the water is all gone somehow. The facility is empty, no Crystal Vampire, the male Dark Blood that had been there for years is also gone, and the Shadow Vampire is also missing. The team fans out, expecting the vampires to still be near by; to attack out of vengence; but nothing happens.

   A few days later a call comes in, their hunts are broken off due to an emergency situation; New York city is under attack by a several "Code Dragon" type entities attacking the city openly and attacking each other.





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Location: Western Canada:
Situation: Series of small towns seeing vampire activity at a larger than normal scale. Vampire Hive code-named "Mixed Nuts" identified as cause. Vampires targeting locals, live stock, wild life, as well as other paranormal creatures. Likely to claim territory.

  You will have all noticed no doubt the variety of equipment we brought and splitting into three teams. The vampires are doing something new, vampires that previously were only encountered as solo hunters are one master and one turned have joined together in a manner reminiscent of hive structure vampires. Our scouts have determined the hunting grounds of each vampire as despite this organization they are still hunting in their usual manners and appear to have staked out seperate hunting territories with some overlap.  We can take advantage of this to single out individuals. They all however appear to hunt and then return to a central location, normally determining the lair of some of these species would be extremly difficult given their speed and large territories; however their joining forces will prove their downfall as they are only as strong or well hidden as their weakest and most visible members.

   First the easiest target, the man here (shows slide of a caucasian male, early twenties in apperance, short hair, wearing a tattered t-shirt and blue jeans; however in one slide his skin is grey, ears pointed, and eyes red). is a Dark Blood vampire. Normally a Dark Blood is a total wild card for a hunt with their strengths, weaknesses, and abilities varying by individual. However we acquired this particular Dark Blood newly turned and had been studying him for the last three years. He was one of the three escapees from undead containment site 7. Despite the apparent all female ensemble of the rest of the hive this individual has joined them. He has C-class strength, durability, regeneration, stamina, and agility. For those that don't know, this means he can lift upwards of one ton, leap thirty feet straight up, and has the balance to run along the ledges of a wall, going so far as to leap between window ledges as he was spotted doing here in this town of Pine Falls where Team A will be hunting him. He can shift between a human and vampiric form, there is no change in abilities other than the addition of razer sharp claws and longer teeth. It is mainly an intimidation tactic. He also possesses echolocation, infra red vision, and a dog like sense of smell. However he can be paralyzed in less than four seconds by Ultra Violet light, and instantly should that light have a high enough intensity. The mission is to capture not kill as he is part of a long term project and will be moved to a new facility to be housed with other undead of similar power for study. We have also found he can be disorientated by virtually any smoke, colone, and perfume. He has maintained a hunting pattern on the edges of the town. So far no human fatalities, we have observed however at least five small dogs, three cats, and two raccoons. Dark Bloods are notoriously ravenous and the possibility of switching from small game to larger...easier to chase down human prey is very likely if we don't move quickly.

  Team B will be tracking this individual (slide shows a lithe woman glowing pink with light red see through gowns blowing in the wind around her, her hair is brunnete but appears slightly red from her aura). This creature is a Crystal Vampire, they are exceptionally rare and very difficult to contain. She was one of the three escapees from undead containment site 7. Do not use intense light. As surprsingly as it seems team B this vampire has a rather irritating trait. Light transforms them into ghosts. The brighter the light the faster the transformation. When in darkness they become physical and lose their ghost abilities. In Darkness however you will find this vampire has A class strength, durability, stamina, and agility. It also has S class regeneration, able to reform severed limbs and holes in the body instantly; you will only see a red spark and mist when blasting them; they are not trully physical beings. Strength wise they can lift a car with no difficulties, leap dozens of feet into and through the air, they can slow their descent even when physical, have sharp claws, teeth, can scale walls; even running up the sides if need be. While physical the Crystal Vampire also possesses shadow manipulation abilities, their form of umbra kinesis however has a tell, the shadows in their direct control will glow red; the range of this control is around thirty feet estimated.

   As I said we rarely encounter them so specific details are difficult to determine. We were able to study this specimen for a week however and determined the exact amount of light needed to reduce and contain. As I said too much light and it will turn spook on us. Becoming less visible the more light their is. At half transparent it can even morph into shadows, which will glow red; however at 75% transparent the shadow morphing willl no longer have a tell and be completly undetectable save through special locators; which you will each have on you. At 100% invisible they can fly and phase through solid objects. Our techs say the light might be able to eventually destroy them, but they can phase through the ground; and no men that darkness doesn't turn them solid, the techs say any physical obstacle in the way when things turn dark and they stay intangible and invisible. You have to get it into the open and then turn out the lights if tracking while a ghost, or blast with dim lights with no way to escape if in the dark. As a final note this vampire can feed passivly on mana, life force, and even drain normal ghosts as well as feeding on the blood of warm blooded creatures and even drink milk. So you are not hunting a regular predator or a human blood addict; it chooses to kill people. We have two confirmed fatalities, two hunters around Logs Town. For tracking purposes, anything drained to the point of death by this type of vampire crystalizes, their bodies turning to dust. Makes it overly easy for them to hide a body as crushed red sand if you don't know what to look for. Review the pamphlet of identified past Crystal Vampire victims so you know what to except.

  Team C will be heading after something very exotic, a pair of Dah ruhg du'a, yes the file is spelled right *they see "Dearg Due"*, its a Celtic name. This strain of vamprisim, and in fact one of these two comes from Ireland. We had both of these custody at undead containment site 8, however they displayed a previously unknown ability for this type of vampire, mirror travel. Dearg Due are considered D class vampires usually. Undead that are paralyzed by direct sunlight after only a few seconds, can't cross running above ground sources of water, lines of unbroken pure salt, iron fences, and have to be invited inside. Garlic only sometimes works however, but fox glove is a defnite deterrent. Their feeding is harder to detect as they leave behind a red rash, they can turn invisible, levitate, fly at speeds in excess of fifty miles per hour, move silently while walking or flying and even numb their victims. Note also they can turn intangible and have been known to sleep away the day in any random rock for protection. However their most dangerous tool is their siren's song. They can sing an enchanting tune that hypnotizes potential victims. They feed on both blood and life energy, able to feed on animals, people, and plants. Another murderer type; usually chosen by their mistresses due to being a woman wronged by others out for revenge. This is how we have a pair of them. Seen here (shows slide of a woman with long brown hair, petite build) is the older of the two, due to the propensity for vampires like this to brag about their origins and history we have dated this one back to the mid 1800's, stalking Ireland in the late 1800's after spending time in the fairy realm; I will explain that in a moment; before coming to America. We don't know how many if any other Dearg-Due this one sired over the last century and a half due to lonliness or what have you, but we do know this other one has only been a vampire for a little over a year. If not for the mirror travel ability both would have been contained for study.

   Now all three teams will note, you are not targeting the stronger vampires in this hive. Your mission is to pick off the serial killer class vampires we know we can deal with. Due to recent events the public is on higher alert for anything supernatural, including any agencies engaging them. We need to keep this as discreet as possible. Undead containment site 7 was hit due to this Crystal Vampire, our mission is to capture these and use them as bait for the stronger ones, get them on our terms where we have complete control over the environment and circumstances. That said I would be remiss not to warn you about the heavier hitters; if you fail to capture these vampires quietly, and they call for help, or if you see them meeting up with these others; fall back. These others are two Shadow Vampires, an Estrie, a Fairy Vampire, and confirmation of a Hellfire Vampire; all four types better known as vampire queens, progenitor species of vampire strains with the only things above them being the imperial class; which thankfully nothing like is here. However one of these Shadow Vampires was being held at undead containment site 7. The operation to capture it was planned months in advance after tracking it for over a decade and utilized supernatural assistance we no longer have access to. For all of these direct sunlight makes them tired, but it can take over half an hour of exposure before they are forced asleep. Cherry scents can repel Shadow Vampires, which is why you have those; keep in mind Shadow Vampires have advanced umbrakinetic abilities, including forming armor, wings, tentacles, making you explode from the shadows in your own body; the one we had contained has a thing for making black fire. They are S class all around, moving at speeds that could race a jet...and then slice it in two. Do not engage, use the cherry scent bombs and flee; they are also another kind that can feed on anything from blood, milk, mana, ghosts, and even apparently electricity and heat. They kill out of predatory instinct; and as a bonus they can raise anything dead using necromancy to act as their soldiers and guards.

  The Estrie is another problamatic one, one of the oldest vampire strains they can't turn anyone into what they are. In truth Crystal Vampires are what results when they try to turn someone, chances are this Crystal Vampire is her creation, we also have evidence it is a sexual partner with the Fairy Vampire and the older Dearg Due; which evidence suggests was created by the Fairy Vampire. The Estrie is more straight forward, feeds on warm blooded creatures, however has a taste for salt and bread, but that isn't likely to come up or be useful. Sunlight makes them tired and prolonged exposure can paralyze one, prolonged exposure being nearly an hour however, your flashes may give you at most a chance to escape. They are as fast and strong as the Shadow Vampire, with the same powers plus hypnosis, combat hair tentacles, acid touch; including via the hair, and can absorb blood from any exposed skin, able to pull it right out of through their hands if they get ahold of you. (He goes quiet for a few seconds), In Turkey I saw one kill six men, draining all of them dry, at the exact same time, one in each hand, three entangled in her hair, and one hanging from her mouth like a dog toy. they are tall, strong, and not to be fucked with. Also, they know magic. Silver however will burn them, and they don't have sped up regeneration; unless feeding on blood; which they will be quick to do if you think firing silver cross bow arrows at one from eight archers is enough to kill her only for that she-demon to scoop up your men like video game med packs.

   (He shakes it off); Again, do not engage; the other two vampires however are the most mysterious. Fairy Vampires tend to hide away in pocket dimensions, as you Society trained soldiers call it, a Code Wonderland; luring people away like any other fairy. The Dearg Due strain is descended from this type of vampire seducing human women and turning them. Going by descriptions this one has red hair and looks like a beautiful Irish woman. (Shows slide, taken from a distance in the woods of three women dancing), our scouts managed to take this photograph, that is the two Dearg Due and the Fairy Vampire. No one has ever successfully killed one, captured one, or even indicated harming one; at best we know sunlight makes them tired, and they follow the same rules of needing to be invited in and not crossing iron; which is much like any fae creature. This one in question may have also exterminated an entire farm in 1800's Ireland and anyone who dared move onto the land forcing them to eventually turn the area into field. Why it came to America is anyone's guess. The final one is this (shows slide of a woman with curly dark red hair, wearing a black and red Victorian dress, and then another slide of her in black and red heart themed dominatrix gear) this creature is known as a Hellfire or Hell Vampire depending on which hunters you ask. They are basically blood and life force draining succubi with insane levels of power and durability; one of these creatures over powered a magic trap that had previously been used to capture a Nightshade Vampire, and killed over twenty heavily armed men. They have many traits in common with both Shadow Vampires and Nightshade vampires, including being made lethargic in sunlight and warded off by cherry scent. Our biolgists theorize these might be the progenitor species for Nightshade and Shadow vampires. Again, do not engage, these images were taken along side the Estrie, the two of them are sticking to this mansion; which previously was not present in the area. It is the lair. However given our available manpower, resources, and the overwhelming threat we will not be engaging this location. Avoid it, avoid these. Each team as their files, their targets. Again, capture, return, we have another facility and team set up to bait the trap for these s-class vampire threats.




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Dark Blood hunt

   Nothing really happens in small towns, despite what the movies would have you believe. I mean really, you take one look at Pine Falls and the first thing that might come to mind is that this scenic, coastal, isolated little town is just ripe for man eating aliens, pod people, murderous big foots, or some sea monster. But the worse thing to ever happen is the occasional bear attack; usually on some tourist or drunk hunter from the city down south; or a moose coming into town and breaking car windows because moose are assholes.

   I work second shift at the cannery, a buddy of mine ended up after school just working on his dad's fishing boat. The elementary school and the high school are like these little villages to themselves out in the middle of no where about half way between Pine Falls and Logs Town; both our towns I imagine were named by very lazy settlers. The town isn't so small you can walk everywhere, and the cannery is sort of a little out of town but not, what is and isn't the town can be tricky if you don't know the roads; and you always have those rich folk who rent those cabins out around Beaverville all summer and around Christmas int the winter. Hunters from the city come down during deer season and rent out the cheaper cabins and the motel here in Pine Falls; and the rest of the year too. Its not super common, but common enough you can expect to see a few unfamiliar faces driving around ATVs, RVs, and the like. Usually folks up from the US across the boarder a few hundred miles south looking for something less populated. I've seen those US camp grounds down in Washinton state, might as well be towns for all the close together cabins, RV parks, and electric hook ups everywhere. My second cousin moved down there after going to college.

   But I'm getting off topic. This last month some weird stuff has been happening. It all started a month ago,  I was driving down to the gas station district; what we call the part of town that sort of both Pine Falls and Logs Town as the highway runs through there so you get the gas stations, fast food joints, and the big name stores I was picking up groceries and checking out some of the seasonal junk, my mother's birthday was soon and she loves all that garden stuff, the solar panel knick knacks, the fake grogs, gnomes, that sort of stuff. Well any who, I was checking that stuff out and overheard some guys talking with some out of towners complaining about renting the cabins out by Beaverville only to not be allowed to drive their ATVs or go hunting or hiking or whatever they were complaining about specifically because a whole chunk of the mountain side near Beaverville was off limits now. I didn't hear anything about it, but apparently some rich person bought a whole chunk of the land there and built what they described as looking like a giant resort hotel; but not one open to business yet. Whole bunch of paths they'd normally follow have no trespassing signs now. Sounded like it was still under construction. First I heard of it. But other folks were welcoming the business; tourists love places like this; of course a bunch of others around these parts hate having people driving around gawking at them.

    Around this same time though something else would happen to take everyone's minds off of tourist traps and ever growing construction; a rash of brutal pet killings and fucked up vandalism. I don't really remember when it started, but I remember hearing about someone complaining about a deer carcass being left on his back porch with its throat ripped out, folks just figured it was a wild dog, wolf, mountain lion, bear, plenty of animals to blame. But then Old Gus' bait shack got hit, one of his old blood hounds was found dead in the high fenced in back yard with its throat ripped out and skull crushed in. The police reported it wasn't an animal; its throat looked like a knife cut and head was smashed in by something round like a rock, there were also foot prints all over the mud. Old Gus said his dog was barking at something out in the dark around the shop so he sent the dog out to chase off the intruder, but around a corner and the dog stopped barking. He said he went out and found the dog like that, not even five minutes had gone by according to him. A few nights later there was talk of birds being found torn to pieces being left around the town hall square in the mornining, several cats found. About this same time when I was driving home after work, usually about 11pm, I'd see some guy in a hoodie out jogging; didn't think anything of him; not every one can get their exercise early on and even though I never saw this guy before; you can't know everyone even in a small town; also late, at night; for all I knew some guy was trying to get back into shape, or one of the folks staying at the motel. But yeah the police were thinking some out of towner, maybe someone working on the construction of that resort hotel or a hunter pissed they couldn't go out there was taking it out on us for some fucked up reason.

   I bring up the jogger because a CCTV on one of the bigger houses caught him, looked just like him, attacking a stray cat out in their front yard. It was dark and away from the porch light but it looked like he used something in his hand to cut the animal open and then bit into it, like he was eating it, or drinking its blood like some psycho who thinks he's a vampire. Cops were out now looking for this guy. I saw him jogging, now thinking he was on the prowl, a few nights later, a cop was up ahead, a cop I know, but the guy dissappeared into someone's yard before we could get near the traffic cop. I flashed my light and yelled out to my old buddy to get his attention. I pulled up and told him the nut killing animals might have just ducked into a yard just back the way I came. He called it in, wanted a statement from me. So we waited; then...things got really weird; like really fucking weird. Because the other cops didn't show up, instead these black vans started popping up and the guy in the hoodie ran into the street with a these like dozen guys shining insanely bright high beam flash lights at him; he collapsed in the street and they were dragging him into the back of a van. My buddy told me stay put and went over there, just as two other patrol cars were showing up. When my buddy came back he said this guy was an escaped criminal from the US and the black vans were CIA working with the CSIS, which is just weird but that's what they said and carted the guy off. Makes no sense to me, like was this guy an actual vampire? Drinking blood, black vans of government agencies working together, using fucking flash lights to tazer the guy; that's what it looked like. No guns, no tazers or stun guns, just flash lights. I guess they were tracking the guy and working secretly with the police so as not to tip the guy off; no idea where they were hiding those vans though; police station doesn't have some covered garage or anything. But that was the end of it. Most excitement this little town as seen ever,



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  Crystal Vampire:


    Looks like we have a new urban legend in towns. Logs Town has always had a few urban legends. Cry Baby Bridge, the haunted mill, the old lumber yard lights that are said to appear over the now un-used train tracks. Friends have been talking about a ghost appearing out by the mountain pass. Never heard of it before, no urban legends or major accidents or anything. Just...poof...random new ghost. They said they thought it was a woman walking alone in the rain, wearing only what looked like sheer window curtains; like those big flowing dress things from music videos I've never seen anyone actually wear. They said she looked real from a distance but once the headlight hits her she became see through and as they slowed down and approached she vanished completly. But after passing her they could see her back on the side of the road. My friends said down the road they had to pull over as they all felt violently sick.

   That has become the urban legend, and its not just the pass, like people are seeing this freaky ghost on different back roads. You can see her from a distance in the dark, even glowing slightly. If you try to take a picture there is just this pinkish blue surrounded by darkness; it could just be their cameras in low light; but try to use the flash and she's not there at all in the photo. But their saying trying to approach the ghost, or slowing down your car and you get sick and tired. One guy claimed he felt drunk afterwords complete with a hang over. So my friends and I got together with our cameras and decided to see if we could find the ghost. There was a definite pattern when we looked at the sightings. Like it was walking down the back roads, close to town, then back out again, just circling the town each night, stopping at daylight (we assumed) and starting up again. Basically the plan was we'd take two cars and drive in opposite directions down the roads.

  And here is where things got really weird. The guys in the other car said some rangers blocked off the road, telling them a big brown bear was up ahead. We must have just missed that as we saw the ghost, I was filming it. It was visible on the camera in night vision mode, looked just like a person. Turned the headlights off, could see it, head lights on and some distance back, see through, get a little closer and gone. Everyone was freaking out, especially as the ghost actually stopped and walked out into the middle of the road and turned to look at us. It had red glowing eyes. The guy at the wheel, my friend's boyfriend freaked out and flew in reverse, nearly going off the road turning around. Down the road we came to some rangers who asked us what we were doing. I didn't trust these guys, way too heavily armed to be rangers but my friend's boyfriend was in freak out mode and told them everything. I had to show my phone to prove it and...the mother fucking asshole deleted it off my phone and told us to forget we ever saw that if we want to live. These fuckers were arguing with each other a moment and then let us go. And I am 100% certain they are responsible for what happened next, not even a mile down the road the car did this clacking thing, the headlights went out, battery totally died, and all of your phones were off and totally dead. I'll get to that more in a second, but what happened next was we had to walk back to town, which wasn't really far, we never got away from the town lights and knew our way. But there was no way we could push the car down the mountain roads.

  Coming around a bend we froze in our tracks as the ghost was right there in the middle of the road. She put her finger to her lip to "shush" us and lept over the edge of the road, there was like a thirty foot drop there but we didn't hear anything. A little further down the road we met up with our friends, told them what happened. Only proof we had was our phones all being dead, even trying to charge them did nothing. Found out the next day the cameras were blank, the batteries fried, phones completly erased; oh my friend was so pissed, like a hundred pics of us just gone. The phone store told us it was like we ran a magnet over them. Which the tow truck that came out found the car battery was totally dead, alternator was dead too. One of my friends suggested an EMP; like we ran into secret government ghost hunters. A bunch of stuff was brought up about ghosts and electrical stuff and magnets who hear about in ghost hunting shows. So the ghost busters busted a car and all our phones, well considering they deleted my phone. I don't see why, you see ghost stuff online ALL the time. Hell, I'd bet if I had a chance to put that video up I'd have like a thousand people just typing in "Fake" or calling it a hoax and shit. Everytime you see any thing clear or really active no one believes it anyway. So who did these assholes think they were anyway?



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  Dearg Due report:


    Hello internet, friends of everything spooky; this your girl Chambers back from beyond. Yeah I've been on hiatus for a while now, been a crazy year. Last time I was on I reported I was quiting all this, my follower count didn't go down by much so I guess plenty of you will see this and be surprised; like woah...I thought she quit. Anyways, last time I said how one of my trail cams was stolen and I was nearly kidnapped by some guys in a truck; that really freaked out my mom and my aunt; didn't realize they were following me too; heh cyberstalkers; J.K.

  After what happened in New York city and all the footage coming out of there, seems silly to start back up anymore, I saw something spooky once series; like here's my video of a door opening and closing; meanwhile guy who hid in an office building puts out anime battle videos between a Five Nights at Freddy animatronic and the wendigo; that's totally real, not joking, like wow, brain broken; and I thought I was having a crazy year but. All of that said I feel confident to tell you all what really happened; I ran into the Rake. I mean something like it, that skinny hairless thing in so many videos online; you all know the one, the alien creature, mysterious humanoid, thing in the sewers, thing in the woods...thing. It chased me when I was getting my trail cam at the old barn. PS: Anyone else who knows where that barn is, avoid it. I think I said that last time; yeah pretty sure I did. It was a trap. Those guys were working with that thing, its like some low class vampire thing; hell we have footage coming out of New York of those things crawling up buildings as the sewer flooded; and being killed by porcupine-squirrel monster girls...yeah, been binge watching those videos. So I feel like my news shouldn't be too shocking and I need this to get out because we are being hunted by psychopaths claiming to be above the government.

  *Shows teeth*, I'm a vampire. I was rescued from those men working with that Rake who planned to feed me to it, by a trio of vampires. I made some updates without video about seeing someone, my family and friends know about that in greater detail well. She was a vampire.

  *Moves camera to show motel bed with lithe woman sleeping on it before moving back to desk*, She the Dearg Due, or (a) Dearg Due its kind of confusing, I met the two vampires that turned her and they're like...two different kinds of vampires from each other and her; but I'm also a Dearg Due or the same kind of vampire as her...talk about not like the movies; that's confusing. They called the Rake a "Filth Vampire", cultist weirdos called a "Dark Dweller". They are like everywhere, especially in North America so keep an eye out people; I mean we all saw how many just fled the sewers in New York when they were being flooded by the girl from the Ring...or that giant parrot squid; I...have no idea what was going on there. Guess we can write off secret monster twilight councils as a thing by the way; totally no communications there either; keep to themselves. Anyway big warning those Rake things are sort of like vampires, drink blood, eat soft tissue, hunt people; and for some reason these guys who claim to be the Men in Black are helping them; I don't get any advanced alien vibes from Rakes sooo..no idea why they'd help them.

  Okay, by now my mom and aunt are probably freaking out watching this as I sort of dissappeared completly a few months ago; and are probably going to show this to the police. So here's what happened, I have been using my powers for good and we've been hunting Rakes, feeding on them; yeah total Vampire Trinity the bigger predator up in here folks. But those Men in Black guys ambushed me, they knew like every vampire weakness, knew what kind of vampire we were, and took us to some secret prison; which by the way anyone else doing urban exploring videos you now know the reason why there are electric fences, secrutiy guards, and active security systems around totally abandoned buildings...they are government or these guys' buildings; yeah. Luckily she and I have a few other tricks they don't know about, and got away. Also some help from the others, like total vampire queens staging vampire prison breaks. We even got joined by some new faces. I won't say where I am, only that I'm safe, and that I really needed everyone to know what happened. These people are trying to cover it all up, they are allies with the Rakes, enemies to everything else; and oh she's starting to wake up. Later, I'll update when I can. Love you mom, Aunt Tina.

  *feed off*