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ALUCARD
SEEKER OF SERENITY
2004
Chapter 1
The Dilemma
Alucard searches the faces in the room slowly. He has never before sat so close, for so long, to living, human flesh. It is so exciting that he is tingling all over. His usual pattern was to choose his prey, swoop down and dispatch the poor creature as quickly as he could. This was second nature to him, what seemed to be an involuntary action. The small room has very bad lighting and has seen better days. The walls that had once been some type of off white were now gray and streaked from moisture, cigarette smoke and the passing of time. The bare dust covered bulb, that lights the room, is dangling precariously from a semi-exposed wire. The window on his right is boarded up, after being broken out and the cool, night air whistles through the cracks in the board. The floor is covered, in places, with a dirty brown well-worn carpet. When Alucard had walked in he noticed that the carpet would stick to his feet in various places around the room. The table that everyone was sitting around was patched together from two or three other tables and when anyone leaned on the table it tended to rock. It was covered with names and words scratched into its surface. Alucard started to read some of them; Candy, For A Good Time Call 536-2004; Carl, Just Out Of The Joint, 536-1883 and more of the same. On his right sat a young, buxom blond who kept coyly smiling at him and tossing her long blond hair back over her shoulders every chance she got. A foul smelling old man sat to the left. The smell that flowed from him is of decay and death. The urge to leap up and take them all was almost unbearable. But, what choice did he have but to sit here and hope he had finally found an answer to his dilemma. For what seemed an eternity, he had been roaming the earth plucking up humans like grapes from an arbor, as many as he wished. Like grapes some were used for food and others were crushed and broken then nonchalantly tossed aside. Treading through and over the plants of humanity, devouring many but most were just destroyed for his pleasure. Literally gorging himself, night after night on human blood. Many nights his clothes and body would be saturated with human blood, dried and imbedded into his pores. The thrill had left him long ago for this blood sport, but he thought he had no way out, so he continued. A week ago he had found an old weathered, blue book which seemed to have a course of action that might indeed relieve him from his solitary existence.
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About the Author
The author is an avid believer in all that is misunderstood and therefore feared. A single woman living in the West writing every day and loving life.