The evil within.

We all have that voice inside.

The voice enticing us to be bad.

Offering suggestions of revenge.

Immoral ways to succeed.

It never sleeps.

It appears in our

dreams and nightmares.

Forever ready to lead us

down dark pathways.

Always on the hunt for

new followers.

We don’t have to feed it.

Let it starve.




Can you feel it?

It circles the town.

On windswept nights.

Low in the darkening shadows.

Waiting and watching.

For the perfect moment.

When the moon rides high.

And the stars twinkle bright.

Death will make its entrance.

Circling closer to its prey.

Claws extended.

Beak facing down.

Its clutch sharp and pointy.

Shana dangling from its grasp.

Who will save us now?

The Dead are here to stay.








In the blink of an eye, Wolf had Linda in his strong arms. She hadn’t realized that anyone so big could move so quickly. He was gazing down at her longingly, while she, in turn, was completely mesmerized by his black eyes and handsome face. He kissed her powerfully on the lips, causing her to experience so many deep and unsettled feelings that she felt like she was going to pass out. If he hadn’t been holding her, she was sure she would have fallen to the ground.
It felt as if there were only the two of them in the world: everyone else was disappearing in a soft, hazy mist; her friends were drifting far away; she could see their shadows fading in the distance. Where was Todd? Had he deserted her? Did she now belong to Wolf? A deep part of her still held on to Todd—refusing to leave him for a true vampire. But she couldn’t think: her mind was becoming too foggy. She wanted to yell out “Help me” but her mouth wouldn’t work. She was drifting off into a deep sleep that she feared could last forever.
“Come and see my little friends!” Wolf said while directing the rest of them to the edge of the clear glass floor that covered the tank of alligators. Waving his hand over the floor, the glass slowly dissolved into the water. The creatures were now right below them—without the protection of the glass floor—hungrily staring up at them.
“Be careful that you don’t fall in, or you’ll be dinner.” Wolf laughed at his own crude joke. “Come closer and get a better look at my sweet babies.”
The three humans remained close together.
“I can make you move against your will, but the consequences would be much direr for you,” said Wolf, enjoying their discomfort, while holding a semi-conscious Linda against his muscular body.
While Wolf was busy being enthralled by Linda, Todd made his appearance. He quickly took in the whole scene: Mike, David, and Shana huddled in fear at the edge of the floor, Linda lying limp and lifeless in Wolf’s arms. He was going to kill Wolf by ripping him apart, limb by limb, from his traitorous body. No one was going to hurt Linda on his watch. With a snarl, he ran at Wolf, knocking him to the ground and in doing so, successfully freed Linda from his strong grasp.
Anger had propelled him with superhuman strength; however, his victory was very short-lived. Wolf was swiftly up again and ready for battle. He roared, revealing his long sharp fangs. Todd found himself in a choke hold, his head hanging over the edge of the tanks, close to the jaws of the snapping alligators.



At closing time, Todd arrived to walk Linda home. He didn’t like the way she was sitting at the counter all alone, just staring into space. Sitting on the stool beside her, he placed his arm around her shoulder.
“I just spoke with Sam. Finally, we have some news!” he said, trying to cheer her up. “He’s uncovered new information about the dead woman on the beach. It turns out that she was a private investigator who was hired by the family of the girl who disappeared last year. Other girls have disappeared over the years. Unfortunately, people are going to want answers, and if we don’t find any soon, the whole town will be under investigation.” Well, that last bit of information took care of any cheering up. But he did want to keep her updated on the severity of their situation.
“What do you know about these disappearances?”asked Linda.
He was startled by her question. “Are you suspicious of me?” Was it possible that she was now thinking that he was the one responsible for all the disturbing events in town? Maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned the disappearances.
“No! Of course not! I just wanted to know what you thought about these….”
“I don’t know what’s going on, but I intend to find some answers at the party Diane is throwing Friday night.”
“Could you take me to the party?”
“I’m going with Sam…I don’t want to have to worry about you.”
“The sheriff could take Shana—it would be a great cover for the two of you.”
“We’ll see.” He didn’t want her anywhere near Diane’s meeting.