The long hallway that led to a grand chamber was bathed in
the golden light of a mid-day sun. In its warm light, portraits of men and
their families hung in elegant style, framed in silver and emerald
embellishments. Somehow, they always looked so unhappy. Forced to sit for hours
in front of a man who would paint their likeness so generations past would know
of their ancestors and on it went until they reached the doors of this grand
chamber and all that hung before the door was an empty frame.
OMG NO, SERIOUSLY GUYS. THIS IS NOT COOL. I HAD ONE OF THESE THE OTHER DAY. I WAS JUST CHILLING OUTSIDE DURING THE NIGHT AND RELAXING, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS. AND I WAS ENJOYING MY BLOOD POPSICLE AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN MY FANGS HURT AND I’M BURNING, LIKE LITERALLY BURNING, AND MY SKIN START TO BLISTER AND I’M LIKE ”OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT’ AND I SEE THE CRUCIFIX AND I’M LIKE ‘DUDE, WHAT THE HELL?!?!’ SO I DROPPED THAT AND TURNED INTO A BAT AND FLEW AWAY INTO NIGHT.
