Date: 4/3/2020
By Imetaphor
I'm in an underground complex with a handgun drawn, guarding someone important, investigating something. The rest of our team has just left. They seem to know that something bad is coming. I look at the cave entrance in the wall. Then, out comes a bluish shirtless vampire lord with horns and tiny wings. He's very muscular and looks to be in his 20s. I know that guns are ineffective against vampires, but I shoot anyway out of duty. (I thought maybe I'd get a lucky shot or, like, you know, maybe he's not a real vampire lord he just has a good makeup artist. Haha) I shoot while walking up the stairs, realizing I can't move very fast. He catches me in his claws. In a final attempt to save my life, I ask, "Please, make me one of you." "Why should I?" He thinks to himself. He reads my mind and sees my moves and skills. "Hmm. You seem like a good fighter." ...Then I forget. I'm trying to catch a train and buy a ticket right as it pulls up but the machine spits out a bunch of worthless tickets it's been jammed up with, and I can't find my ticket.