C.I.A. Vampires
He paid no attention.
After he passed, my body shimmered until I looked like Mr. Hartrell again. I walked through the cafeteria, but saw nothing out of the ordinary … just a few cafeteria ladies wearing uniforms and hairnets preparing for the lunch crowd. I darted quickly down another hallway when I found him. He was definitely a vamp, appearing to be in his early twenties, with a scruffy beard and light brown curly hair that looked like it hadn't been brushed for a week. He wore a tan army jacket and dirty blue jeans, heavily stained, peering through the window of a classroom door. He was watching something, or someone, when he caught my scent. Immediately, he turned and snarled, running t
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