Post by Danger Zone Wolfie on Oct 23, 2005 16:57:16 GMT -5
Maybe you're paranoid, but you feel like you're being watched by a million tiny eyes hidden in the caves around you. And, in truth, you are: There are hundreds of thousands of vampire bats lurking inside the rock crevaces that surround the dirt path you're on. And the fact that they're "blind" doesn't stop them from staring. But vampire bats are harmless to humans, you say to yourself. They're more afraid of me than I am of them.
The old adage that "what you don't know can't hurt you" stopped applying the moment you turned onto this path. The old, smudged sign said "Lake," didn't it? It can't be so bad if it's only a lake up ahead, right? Wrong. It's not any lake. It's Vile Lake, Home of the Vampires.
It sounds like a sports arena, doesn't it? Well, it's not. It's the worst nightmare of a superstitious person. I really hope you have your garlic and a crucifix, because those bats aren't bats -- they're real vampires. That lake; you'll find out in a minute.
The path twists and you see a huge, shimmering pool, but it seems far too dark to be water. There are people all around it.
You take a few steps closer and your senses are invaded by a stinging, coppery-metallic smell. Blood.
You realize that the lake doesn't contain water. It's one great, gigantic, unnatural pool of blood. Those people aren't people, they're vampires, and it's been a couple hundred years since they've had fresh blood. And, guess what? You're brimming with it.
The old adage that "what you don't know can't hurt you" stopped applying the moment you turned onto this path. The old, smudged sign said "Lake," didn't it? It can't be so bad if it's only a lake up ahead, right? Wrong. It's not any lake. It's Vile Lake, Home of the Vampires.
It sounds like a sports arena, doesn't it? Well, it's not. It's the worst nightmare of a superstitious person. I really hope you have your garlic and a crucifix, because those bats aren't bats -- they're real vampires. That lake; you'll find out in a minute.
The path twists and you see a huge, shimmering pool, but it seems far too dark to be water. There are people all around it.
You take a few steps closer and your senses are invaded by a stinging, coppery-metallic smell. Blood.
You realize that the lake doesn't contain water. It's one great, gigantic, unnatural pool of blood. Those people aren't people, they're vampires, and it's been a couple hundred years since they've had fresh blood. And, guess what? You're brimming with it.
