He had braced himself for pain. Expected it. Hell, even welcomed it. Pain was an old friend by now, familiar, even comfortable.

This… this was something else entirely.

A small, far off voice suggested “agony”, and that had a certain ring to it.

As the darkness of torpor closed in around him, hands slipping helplessly on the precious vitae coating the spar of corroded rebar jutting from the broken concrete, part of him dimly wondered “Oh, shit… do vampires get tetanus?”


~ by oberon the fool on December 18, 2013.

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