Fangers Inc. Volume 1: ‘Dracula Interviews at the Hospital’ by Trent Walters

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Dracula Interviews at the Hospital

A vampire story by Trent Walters – Featured in Fangers Inc. Volume One

“Count Dracula. We meet again.”

“I need a job, Doc. I’m so desperate I could…”

“I vant to suck your blood! Ha, ha.”

“That’s an old joke.”

Scribbles on note pad.

“So, you’re desperate for a job, eh?”

“An oldie but a goodie! Ha, ha. You got some delivery, Doc. Ha, ha.”

“Frankly, Drac…”

“The name’s Dracula. The title’s Count. You say them together: Count Dracula.”

Writing. ‘Drac…  whines…  about…’

“But please call me Drac, my most trusted associates do.”

“Okay, Drac, but frankly a man of your qualifications isn’t needed in the hospital nursery.”

“My qualifications. You mean I’m overqualified?”

“Well, if you want to put it that way…”

“What other way is there?”

“Let’s just say your experience in the mortuary, hospice, blood bank, and phlebotomy labs, don’t translate into work for a nursery.”

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“You’re discriminating. I could sue.”

“Listen, Drac, nobody’s said anything…”

“Just because I’m a dead man. You think I won’t sue? I will! I’ll make it stick, by gar. I have a number of advanced degrees.”

“That’s nice, but you see it’s more your reputation.”

“Have you checked my references?”

“George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, and Thomas Jefferson were fine American citizens in their day but they’re dead now. Your reputation, I’m afraid, goes a little deeper than any man alive could dig.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that you were in jail forty years for murder.”

“Yes, but I was let out for good behaviour. I’m a changed man.”

“I see. There’s also the matter of an empty prison: the corpses of criminals, one by one, until only one mysteriously remained living. The entire state of Georgia didn’t commit a single crime during your sentence. They called the prison you stayed at; I believe: Death Row?”

“I hardly see how it relates.”

“It relates in that you are a murderer; tolerated for the good behaviour you instilled in the state of Georgia. You were released because nobody was left to guard you because no one wanted to guard you.”

“Come on, Doc. Give a fella a chance. Once I sink my teeth into a job…”

“With babies? I don’t think so. Folks want these little fellas to live.  You’ve got to work where no one else wants to.”

“I need young flesh. I need rejuvenation. I need to savour the laughter of boys and girls in my throat. If you don’t give me a job, I’ll… I’ll… I’ll…”

“You’ll vant to suck my blood?”

“I’ll show you! You… you… you…”

“Speech impediment?”

“Ow! What the heck was that?”

“Oh that? That’s my fang-proof turtleneck – a fine-weave of cotton, wool, and stainless steel smelted from silver crosses. You like?”

“I’d like a job.”

“Youth ain’t what it’s all cracked up to be. It’s time to hang up your dentures and move on. Oh, Drac, don’t cry. You’ll smear your powder. Chin up.  Thatta boy. Listen, the unwanted pregnancy clinic opened up a position in…  What do you know? Gone already. Like a bat out of hell. You got to give the boy credit. A real go-getter, he is.”

(c) Trent Walters, All Rights Reserved.

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