Fangers Inc. Volume 1: ‘Murder at Margate’ by Raymond T. McNally

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Murder at Margate

A vampire story by Raymond T. McNally [1931-2002] – Featured in Fangers Inc. Volume One

Margate is an upper middleclass suburb of Atlantic City, New Jersey. It is home to mostly permanent residents, who built large houses to be lived in all year round. It is not a place for your typical summer-only cottage renters. So, there is a real sense of community in Margate.

Yesterday, Frankie Maymon apparently bludgeoned his mother Karen to death with a fireplace poker—an event that made quite an impression upon me. There had never been such a murder in Margate within the memory of any of the inhabitants. So the story got full local media coverage. Why did Frankie kill his mother?

Frankie had a history of psychological disorders. He was on lithium to keep him calm. The shrinks diagnosed Frankie as a schizophrenic, meaning, in this case, a person with two authentic persons inside himself.

However, the lithium drug made Frankie tired and unable to function. His physician ordered him not to try to drive a car. But Frankie wanted to drive badly yesterday because he needed a methadone fix. He stopped taking his lithium, and the other person within Frankie took over.

Frankie confronted his mother at around 2:30 AM yesterday morning. He begged for the keys to his mother’s car. But his mother was one tough cookie. She knew that Frankie was not allowed to drive a car while on his dosage of lithium. She refused to give him the keys to the car. What she did not know is that Frankie had stopped taking his medication.

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I can testify to all that, because I live next door and do not sleep at night. I could hear Frankie and his mother arguing. His mother’s screams were loud and clear, but no one else in the neighbourhood took any notice. Frankie’s father was away at work at Resorts Casino in Atlantic City as a poker dealer.

So Frankie hit his mother again and again until she collapsed at his feet. He then grabbed the car keys out of her pocket and fled the scene of his crime. That was his big mistake, because it seemed to indicate that he knew he had done something wrong.

I took the opportunity of sneaking into the Maymon house and draining the blood from Frankie’s mother. She was still alive and put up a fight but not for long. After quenching my thirst, I left the house by the back door. Frankie’s father returned home about an hour later and found the mutilated body of his dead wife. He telephoned the police.

The police inspector arrived and assumed that Frankie must have beaten his mother to death. After all, Frankie already had a police record of assault. They did not notice that his mother’s body had been drained of blood. They only noted that she was dead.

A few hours later I heard that the police found Frankie seated on a bench on the Atlantic City boardwalk. The police arrested him on suspicion of murder. It appeared to be an open-and-shut case of matricide. Frankie was thrown in jail. His father said, “I hope they lock him up and throw the key away!”

But I am the one who killed her for her blood. I am a vampire. Why am I revealing this publicly? Every expert knows that we real vampires do not go public. You will not find us appearing on TV talk shows. We maintain a low profile. That is how we get away with murder. As the fearless vampire hunter Dr. Abraham von Helsing put it, “The strength of the vampire is that no one will believe in him!” But I still have human feelings of remorse. I know I am a parasite taking the life’s blood from the living, even though I am doing what comes naturally to me. I could not allow Frankie to take all the blame and spend the rest of his life in prison.

So, here I acknowledge my guilt and stand ready to take my medicine, God help me!

(c) Raymond T. McNally, All Rights Reserved.

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