Pox went to his desk and turned on his computer. Ember followed him and stared down at the screen of his computer. Pox opened the documents and clicked a file entitled 'DD'. Pox sat on his chair while Ember is standing behind him.Pox inhaled. "Okay, so basically, DD is a doughnut shop, which means Dunkin' Doughnut," Pox said, sounding so proud of his discovery. He looked behind and stared at Ember’s frowned face.Ember shut her eyes and open them to glare at Pox. "Are you? Are you playing with me, Pox?" Ember exhaled. “Do you think that’s the evidence? A doughnut?” Ember pointed to his screen.Pox gulped before answering, "No..." Ember groaned and sat on a chair beside Pox. Ember crossed her arms on top of his desk and rested her head on top of it. “Well, you were so stressed about this ‘DD’ so I tried to look up for it.”“And you think that whatever the internet presents to you is good evidence. Wher

Raverine stayed late in his restaurant, he cleaned the kitchen as he kept thinking about how he will approach the clean-blooded human without harming or intoxicating her. In circles, Raverine is trying to come up with a realistic plan but it all comes down to persuasion and lies.Raverine went to the back of the kitchen to smoke a little while. Smoking helps him think, and he thought it would only take him one smoke but two wasn’t even enough. But he had to leave now and make a move. Once the final smoke was puffed out of his mouth, he rubbed the butt of the cigar to the wall. He wiped his hand on his pants and was about to open the door.But his hand stopped from twisting the door knob open and slowly turn around to the shadows watching him in the same alley where he smoked.Raverine smirked and brushed his hair up. “Did I just wake up the vampires from their coffins?”“We are always awake…” the man hiding in the shadow said then snickered. “Quite proud of you, bird.”The voice echoe

It’s Sunday, the sun is shining at its best. In history, vampires were known to fear the sun for it burns their skin and slowly melts their flesh but that was just a stupid belief written by someone who saw how vampires turned into ashes when exposed to radioactive chemicals. Or perhaps, someone wrote about this when burning people alive was one of the cruelest punishments centuries ago.But no matter where these different and superficial vampire stories came from, the vampires coexisting with the citizens of Pinephil don’t mind the humans’ tell-tales. It’s best to keep the people ignorant and fool the humans into believing that vampires do burn when exposed to sunlight. Raverine took off his black sunglass and exhaled deeply. Today is the death anniversary of Raverine’s parents. The doctor who announced the death of Raverine’s father, Edmond Agustine, asserted that he died out of illness but Raverine strongly believes that he was killed. As for Raverine’s mother, Jelita Agustine, th

“There are more than twenty cases of missing persons filed in our department and the majority of them went cold, unresolved, or resolved by stating that the victims are mentally ill, incapable of making rational decisions, and merely suicidal and depressed folks. The age group that they belong to is mostly youth which added to the suspicion that they are just in their fragile stage in life. And it’s one-fourth of men victims and the rest are women victims,” Ember said to Raverine who is busy with scanning his computer screen. “So, basically, we had to look out for young women and men hanging out during the night. We have been in a couple of bars and nightclubs.”“Did your team find something useful in those places?” Raverine asked.“No, but narcotics? A lot of them plus a bunch of high underage kids. Told the jury to shut down the said places and they did but surprisingly unsurprising, these clubs are back to business after a couple of months that seems like a vacation for them rather

Jolly Road once lived up to its name… embodied its name perfectly. It was once a jolly place way back in 1982, a town away from the city noise. But when shadow vampires and, mostly, scavengers inhabited the place up until now with their will to kill and drink blood.The place has been the hometown of many criminals granted parole by the probation authorities. But probation officers don’t even bother to check on these criminals from time to time. In due course, these criminals are free from their prison life already.Jolly Road even has shops that secretly sell narcotics and anything illegal for satisfaction. During the day, the streets of Jolly Road are asleep like a drunk man getting out of a hangover to enjoy the night later. That means that Jolly Road is alive only at night. Disco bars are open, nightclubs nearby, and motel rooms are fully booked.Welcome to Jolly Road.Raverine read the huge and torn billboard on top of an under-construction building. Rustic beauty and some vintag