When I tell you this story, I want you to know where my heart lies. It lies in a place where the clouds are fluffy and welcoming. It lies in a place where all of your tears disappear. It lies in a cool breeze and in piles of warm blood. It lies within life itself. How could I have known she was real? Her skin, her eyes, her fingernails. They manifested like gold at the end of a rainbow. When I first saw her face for the first time in my mind, I couldn't of imagined anything like her. But for her to be real... Made me feel almost godlike. To have created such a perfect being, was to be more than powerful. It was to become knowing. One with all that surrounded me.
For years I've had the same dream. Night after night. "Find me!" she says before she kisses me. And as she presses her cupids bow against mine, I wake up. It's just like clockwork... For eleven years I've played the same illusion in my head. After every bloody battle. After I've slain the evil of the night, I find myself rushing home to fall asleep. Just to see her. The moment which only when I close my eyes.
For me, my life is simple. I sleep all day. I wake up around 8pm. I go out and I hunt. I know I know what you're thinking.... Hunting at night? You see my prey aren't deer or cute little bunny rabbits. I hunt the dark ones. The ones who call the moon their sun, and the stars their guides. I hunt the monsters who take from every living creature with the vital substance. I hunt Vampires. Bloodsucking vermin with no soul, no kinship with the almighty. They deserve nothing but the heat of my blades and the agony coming from the tip of my wooden stake. I took this job after my entire family was slain by one of them. I didn't get to see its face, but every fortunate creature who I exterminate, I imagine it was them who had committed the crimes of my sorrows.
Tonight I am called out to a place. "The Organization of Light" I work for, are sending me to a club called Freakazoids. It has been on the Vampire directory for five years and there have been some disappearances that seem to be piling up around it. If I find nothing, I pack up and move to the next location. That simple..... As I ride on the train I'm lost in my thoughts. Her lips, that taste never leaves my mind. Ever since I heard the name of the place, it's been hard to keep the thought of her away. Although I think of her often, my heart weighed even heavier once I knew my next location. A part of me hoped she would be there. That she would look me in the eyes and touch my hand.
As I drifted into slumber due to the rocking of the moving vessel, I began to have another dream....This time it starts in a darkened club with black cloaked faceless faces. A giant white column is in the middle of the room. Then I see her emerging from behind the column. Beckoning me to follow her with a solitary finger. We travel down the stairs into the patio area, I lose her in the crowd of faceless figures. As soon as I stopped looking for her I turn around to go back the way I came. Just to find her standing behind me. Before I could say a word she presses her lips onto mines once more and says "You've found me".......
I leave the train station, check into my hotel room and I start my research. Clubs on the directory usually are for those who worship the darkness. They wear black clothes, nail polish and eyeliner. But during my investigation of the place, I notice something in one of the pictures. The white column in the middle of the dance floor.... No, it couldn't be... How could I have known this without being there before? Then my heart sank deep into my chest. Will she be there???