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Nikolai
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Bergen, Norway
Oct 2000
time: 06:20
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But on the other hand, if we vote out fewer, there will only be more and more vampires around... I guess we took one of the vampires, since only one person was killed. That makes two vampires by now, right?
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Father Nikolai walked grimly looking into the living room.
"This is really taking its toll on me." he said.
"Why can't that boat come back so we can leave this place?!?"
He looked at the other person there.
"What we do know is that there still are.....this vampires, creatures, whatever they are, and we do know that they are here, right here in this room, looking at me, you......"
He sighed.
"We need to do something! I guess that we took one of them last night, since there only was one kill today...?"
The father looked down, and slowly sat down on the brisk.
"We......need to vote, don't we?"
Looking down, his lips slowly moved without a sound, before he looked up and said:
"May the Lord have mercy for us if we kill an innocent tonight. I think it's Kass and Smiley."
The father got up, looked at each person and said:
"If anyone want to talk, I will be available anytime. After all, " he smiled a pale smile, "I am a priest."
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Snowflake
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falling, once again
Apr 2003
time: 23:20
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“I cannot in good conscious kill anybody any more,” commented Mr. Tacticus dishearteningly. The rest of the group however was determined to end the distress once and for all. They found Mr. Smiley at the little Gate House, sitting in front of a small desk, back facing the door. A silver dagger lay on the desk.
Hearing people entering, Mr. Smiley stood up and turned around, a leather scroll in his hand: “Gentlemen, I …” Before he had time to finish, Mr. Gunner leaped forward, snatched the silver digger, and stabbed it right into his left chest. Mr. Smiley’s eyes widened. He looked at them, his right hand clutched at the dagger, his mouth quivered. It was apparent that Mr. Smiley was making an effort to say something, but all he could make was a gurgling sound in his throat. All of a sudden, he gave out an odd smile, and crashed to the ground. The scroll fell out of his hand, and settled besides his body.
“Why are you in such a hurry? He was trying to tell us something.” Mr. Kassiopeia criticized. He dashed forward and knelt down beside Mr. Smiley. Flipping over Mr. Smiley’s body, Mr. Kassiopeia revealed a smooth and undamaged neck. “Hahahaha …” Mr. Kassiopeia let out a hysterical laugh. “What a nice job we are doing killing innocents.” He took out the silver dagger from Smiley’s body. “This is that kind of dagger that will kill a vampire isn’t it?” He couldn’t stop laughing. Looking up he suddenly found the other three closing in on him, their eyes bloody red. A thought suddenly hit him. What if they are all vampires … He shivered.
Mr. Kassiopeia drove the silver dagger right into his own heart.
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Snowflake
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falling, once again
Apr 2003
time: 23:20
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Father Nikolai examined Mr. Kassiopeia's body. Looking at the inquiring eyes of the others, he shook his head and sighed. He picked up the blood soaked leather scroll, and started to read.
Reyia, my beautiful Reyia, I’m about to turn crazy missing her. I can still vividly recall the first time I met her. Her lifeless body lying on the sand, her paper-white cheeks, her tight closed lips … I felt in love with her the first moment my eyes lay on her. She looked like one of my own … But no, she was not one of my own. So many times I felt the irresistible urge to bury my mouth in her neck … To taste the most delicious blood of hers … And she’d let me do it … Her deep eyes staring at me with so much in it … Her soft lips inviting … She’d kiss me, and then lay her head on my shoulder, bare her neck in front of me, and quietly, waiting … I’d feel her heartbeats, and the warmth of her body … Yes the warmth … Something that I will never have … I just couldn’t do it. All the blood-thirsty urges would be gone, replaced with something I have never experienced with. I hid her in this island, away from the other ones of my own kind. She brought seeds of some kind of a fruit. We planted them behind this castle that I built for her. They bear yellow pear-shaped fruits. She loved its bitter taste. I call it the "Citrus paradise". She never asked nor said anything when I went out every night … But I could see the pains in her eyes when I come back to her. She would always be waiting for me on that little bridge behind the citrus paradise trees … Reyia, my dearest Reyia. What good is living forever without you? You brought me a baby. My own baby. Oh I have never imagined that I would have a baby of my own. What would he be like when he grows up? Would he be like me? I rather hope he would be like his mother … Poor baby … I will never get to see how you would turn out to be. It may be just as well. Perhaps she’ll never tell you about me … But that’s the best. I’ve sent you and your mommy back to the mainland, where you could have a normal life like the other children. I wish she would be able to protect you … And now it is time for me to end my “everlasting youth” … Hahaha … ever lasting youth …
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27-10-2004 01:39
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You guys gonna vote? Or explore some more? Or just sit there all day?
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