For Obvious Reasons

Velma the Vegan Vampire, Chapter 3, continues from yesterday

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Velma had intended to wait for them to fall asleep before taking red-shirt-guy out of the equation. It was never a good idea to take prey if it was in company, for obvious reasons. But after twenty three minutes in this foul crowd she was ready to break her own rule. Plus, she reasoned, if she fed on all of them – all of them did deserve it – she wouldn’t have to find more prey tomorrow. She probably wouldn’t need any more prey until at least next Wednesday. So it made sense to rid the world of these odious creatures now. All in one night.

Still, she hesitated. She had rules for a reason. Four bloodless bodies in one house in one night could not easily be explained. A police investigation would be inevitable. But did that matter? She asked herself. The police won’t think Vampire. They’ll think – what? What will they think? Disease? All of these men contracted the same blood-reducing disease at once and found themselves bloodless in one night? Without so much as a spatter on the furniture? No. No one’s going to believe that. Unless – maybe they’ve all had the disease for a long time, so their blood has been reducing for a long time. Maybe they didn’t know and didn’t consult a doctor. And – excessive alcohol always makes these things worse. So they drank too much and that used up the last of their blood! Yes!

She breathed a sigh of relief. With wings outstretched she hovered close to the floor and sunk her little bat teeth into the dangling wrist of the first dozing drunk. Yuck! It tasted of booze and she dreaded the following morning’s headache. Her next stop was at the opposite end of the adjacent couch where a second sleeping beauty had just slumped forward and dropped his half-empty can. When she’d finished feeding on him she wondered if she really could stomach two more of them.

“I could go for a kebab right now!” Red-shirt guy slurred as he reached for his phone. “Kebab?” he asked the conscious guy next to him. He tapped Just Eat and found what he was looking for. “Kebab?” he asked the corpse to his right. “Kebab?” he repeated at the drained banker across from him.

“Kebabs all round!” declared the other still-breathing waste-of-space, “I’ll have a lamb doner, what are you having?” he kicked the mortal remains to his left. “Hey! Wake up! He’s getting food!”

Red-shirt was about to complete his transaction. “I’m gonna get one of each,” he told the room, “and if you don’t like it you can -“

Unfortunately, as he looked up from his phone, the bat appeared in his peripheral vision. He lunged at her, wielding the bottle in his hand, and only just missed. Velma felt dizzy and it slowed her reflexes.

The second live one jumped to his feet, screaming and laughing, and threw a book at her. Then red-shirt lifted the floor lamp above his head and started swinging. The resultant smashing, crashing and shouting noises were bound to wake the neighbours and Velma couldn’t afford to hang around. She transformed back into a woman right in front of them and achieved a momentary silence.

In less than ninety seconds she had drained both men, finishing just as a loud hammering on the front door indicated the police had arrived.

Velma made a misty exit between the advancing troops and headed home to sleep it off.

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