This is a little side story while I'm finishing my other chapters, hope you like it!! just in time for Hallowwen.
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ravenwings
I knew what I was doing was wrong. Dwelling deeper and deeper into these unknown mysteries of the world was dangerous. Scientists worked every day with their research, trying to solve all the myths that we live within this modern world. Everyone wants to know the truth, but no one ever stopped to think what would happen if they did uncover one of the most feared myths of all time. I soon realized that there was a reason no one knew about vampires, but I don't regret my decision.
Most of my life I spent searching for evidence to prove that all of those scary stories we use to hear when we were little were true. Allot of people claimed that they've seen Bigfoot or a sea monster, but there were never enough evidence to support their answer. I've traveled the world, visiting remote places to try and track down one of these legends, but with no luck. This has always been my dream job, but one of the disadvantages was that you almost never get a day off.
It was 31 October 2011, Halloween, and again there wasn't any time for partying. We've just entered a tomb type cave, hoping to find something that would point us in the right direction. We have already uncovered a stone slab that had some sentences engraved on it, it was Latin. "Cael Branston, 1564-1899. He who opens the tomb will suffer greatly." This discovery made my adrenaline pump and I needed to go down further in the tomb. Thanks to years of research I already knew who this Cael was.
There were legends that vampires used to walk this earth, but no one ever found proof. Cael is the reason I wanted to enter this profession. It has always been my ultimate goal to find the resting place of Ceal Branston – to prove that vampires did exist. The fact that Cael's tombstone said that he lived a couple of hundred years made me believe that we were finally going to have evidence that there were such a thing as vampires. When I read the warning message on the slab I felt a chill run down my spine, knowing that people put there for a reason, but it was properly just a way to keep grave snatchers away.
As we went further down the tomb, the temperature dropped and it was very cold. This tomb was built in a cave and it had so many passages we were afraid to get lost inside. The floor and walls were made out of stone and some burnt out torches were hanging from the walls. We were the first humans to set foot in this tomb since Cael was buried in 1899, that's an achievement! I could feel my excitement building up as we go further down into the tomb. My crew brought all the equipment with us – we like to study our findings in the environment where they were found, not take it to the lab. As we walked down this never ending passage I saw a faint glow in the distance. We walked faster down the passage and saw that the torches on the walls were lit and burning brightly.
I turned around to face my crew, "How is this possible? These torches couldn't have been burning for that long?"
They were just as confused as I was. My first instinct was that someone else was in this tomb too, but then again we were the only ones able to open it. My curiosity got the better of me and I decided to move ahead, despite the concerns of my crew. After a few more minutes of walking, we entered a large room. The first thing I saw was that the torches were burning here too and then I saw skeleton bones lying in a pile in the corner. These people were locked in this cave and left to die, but what killed them? Maybe starvation? As I was examining the bones, I noticed a big stone coffin in the dark side of the room. My face lit up and my body tensed, I knew I found what we were looking for. I rushed over to the coffin and examined it. The stone was weathered but still strong enough and the same Latin warning was engraved onto the coffin. I called my crew to help me open the coffin.
After struggling for a few minutes, we were able to remove to lid and we couldn't believe what we found. There lied the most beautiful man I've ever seen. It looked like he was buried yesterday; he wasn't even decomposed. I sent my crew back to the car to get the necessary equipment while I examined the body. He was the most perfect creature I've even seen. His skin was so white and his hair the exact opposite; pitch black. He had the most perfect defined jaw line and cheekbones and his lips looked so kissable. They didn't even bury him with a shirt, just his black pants and boots. He wasn't built like these airhead guys that think the bigger the muscles, the bigger the attraction. No, he was built lean with just enough muscle in the right places to show he was a true predator.
