By Nate Feldman
A Frightened Pedestrian
1
Mr. Vampeer the vampire worked for the Ghost and Goblin Gazette, a newspaper focusing on Monster affairs in the community. He was doing a report on human areas of the town of Doomsday where housing was often denied to monsters seeking homes.
Mr. Vampeer was from a family of domesticated vampires that had many generations ago stopped the habit of drinking blood from people's necks and had learned to find their nutrients from cooked meat and other conventional ways. Nevertheless, he still had the purplish-pale skin of a vampire with sharp fangs that showed clearly when he laughed.
One evening, he was heading to the neighborhood he was doing a report on to interview local landlords about whether they would permit monsters to be their tenants or not, when he noticed a woman several feet in front of him looking back nervously. She glanced back in his direction every ten seconds or so it seemed.
Mr. Vampeer, keenly aware of how his presence might unnerve some people, began whistling some classical musical tunes to show he meant no harm. But, this didn't stop the woman from looking back and begin picking up her pace. He could see that she was visibly trembling. Mr. Vampeer kept whistling.
The woman all of a sudden began running. Mr. Vampeer stood still and watched as she sprinted away. Even as she got further from him, she continued looking back, making sure he wasn't pursuing her.
2
Mr. Vampeer continued walking as if nothing was happening. The woman disappeared in the distance. All of a sudden, a posse of men appeared. Mr. Vampeer froze as they approached him. Some of them were carrying chains. Others had stakes. "What are you doing in these parts?" one of the men asked him.
"I'm a reporter for The Ghost and Goblin Gazette," he told the group, feeling taut inside. "I'm interviewing some local landlords."
"I see," said one of the men. "You sure you're not here to drink some people's blood?"
Mr. Vampeer was familiar with these kinds of comments, so he didn't let it upset him too much, but standing next to a group of men brandishing weapons made him feel very uneasy.
"I'm just here for my job," he replied as calmly as possible.
"Well," said one of the other men. "It's probably best if you make your way out of here. We don't want any trouble around these parts."
Mr. Vampeer had a deadline to meet for his newspaper, so he was uneasy about not getting the interview done. But, at the same time, he wasn't sure if it would be even possible given the circumstances around him.
Vanished in the Woods
Bill and Ghuzzel entered the old cabin in the woods late at night. It was their night off from counseling duties at Camp Doomsday and they wanted to spend time together. They had been having a relationship for the past few weeks, but no one at the camp, except for perhaps Josh the camp director, had any idea about it.
The cabin was located a couple of miles away from camp. Ghuzzel was familiar with it and thought that it was a good place to get away and not be detected by anyone else.
"What is this place?" Bill wanted to know.
"I guess it's used for camping out," Ghuzzel replied.
"It seems a bit isolated," Bill said looking around.
The inside of the cabin was completely dark, and there was no light switch of any kind. The light on their phones was all they had to dimly illuminate the room.
The two embraced one another and kissed.
"How would your family feel if they knew we were together?" Bill asked, looking in Ghuzzel's face.
"Well, first they'd kill me," she said matter of factly. "And then they'd kill you."
Bill made a forlorn expression on his face. He knew he liked her, but he couldn't see how their relationship could last. But, he didn't want this to ruin the evening. They kissed again.
All of a sudden, there was a rustling sound outside. It sounded like footsteps. Ghuzzel and Bill looked outside the window. It was too dark to see anything.
They turned away from the window, but they heard the movement outside again. Unbeknownst to them, there was a menacing presence in their midst. It was filled with hate and rage and wanted to take its anger out on the unsuspecting couple.
Ghuzzel and Bill opened the door to see who or what was outside. At first there was nothing, but all of a sudden they were attacked by the menacing presence. There were loud screams and shouts, and then there was silence.
When people arrived the next morning looking for Bill and Ghuzzel, all people could find were their belongings, completely mauled to shreds. There was blood splashed everywhere on the outside of the cabin.
