90. Question Marks or Bite Marks?

What story am I really in?

Could it really be a … ?

No.

I don’t want to begin to believe it, because it can’t be.

But if it walks like one and talks like one and bites like one …

I think of all the vampire movies I’ve seen. No, I haven’t seen the Twilight movies even when Trish back in Libertyville wanted me to go see them with her when we were a couple. But there are others I’ve seen.

I saw The Lost Boys late night once and thought it was kinda corny. But maybe it’s because it’s ancient, from like the eighties.

I saw a foreign movie called Let the Right One In that freaked me out but also forced me to read subtitles, so I don’t think I got the full freak-out intended. I never saw the American update.

I’m sure I’ve seen others. Once I watched a little of that vampire show on HBO called True Blood.

But I don’t honestly know much about vampires except that I’ve seen a lot of clips of them in those teen love stories that keep getting released.

There’s that guy who never wears his shirt and turns out to be a wolf.

You’ve seen wolves of your own.

There’s a family of vampires who are like a clan.

Sorta like the group who hide under robes.

But I don’t buy it.

No.

There’s no way.

There’s only one way to find out.

I wonder if it’s true. Really true.

What if I could take a stake and kill off the bad guy?

What if Kinner is a real, true vampire?

You’ve never seen him in the light, right?

That’s crazy.

You’ve seen the tunnels he lurks around in.

A hundred thoughts swirl around, and I wonder if it really was a good idea to ask Mounds those questions.

But I know I need to try and answer some of them. At least the one big one.