Amlan/Marcus: A Vampire Trekkers Lateral

Idealistic inquirers of vampire-lore from the West journey to Romania and may require a detective's eye for a post-mystery of things blood-immortals smoky/static.

Vampire-tale for your last March-Sat. Thanks for reading, 

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AMLAN: We journey to Romania now to find some sanity for our vampire-curiosity.

MARCUS: Amlan man, we do know the blood-immortal (vampire) is art-evolution.

AMLAN: Yes, we non-vampire humanoids of this Blue Planet prefer water to blood.

MARCUS: The vampire is neither cannibal nor vegetarian, ha.

AMLAN: I studied Fountain-of-Youth stuff while visiting Dartmouth; organic-myths.

MARCUS: The ingestion of blood for vitality is something close to darkness, sure!

AMLAN: We humans like water for life-energy; we trek to Romania for adventure.

MARCUS: Selfie-like (for doubt).

Idealistic vampire-universe inquirers made way to Europe/Romania to inquire of things of blood-immortals (dark) magic, of the mysterious lore-rich 'dominion' of the vampire; and the inquirer-pals, Amlan and Marcus, gents from the American Homeland, had been (nicely!) versed in the depth/topology of vampire-consciousness and liked to link things of Fountain-of-Youth water mysticism to the contoured/contrasted 'world' of blood-ingestion imagery of the blood-immortal (the vampire). Amlan/Marcus wondered what such inquiry-adventure yielded when they were greeted by their castle-keep hostess...Esmerelda (a fashionably strangely-dressed lady from Transylvania)...who happened to be a (real) vampire...Selfie-like.

ESMERELDA: Welcome to the land of Transylvania text/fires, Americans (ha).

AMLAN/MARCUS: This Romanian land and castle-keep of yours is quiet-distances!

ESMERELDA: Good; for it's affording you den-mentalism for your notes/treks, no?

AMLAN/MARCUS: Why all this vampire-artwork in your castle-abode, Esmerelda?

ESMERELDA: I've been fascinated by the intelligence behind the unusual vampire!

AMLAN/MARCUS: You sure are garbed in quite the ornamental clothing/fashion.

ESMERELDA: Won't you try my (very-special) family-wine, Americans (hmmm)?

SHELBYE: Detective, I know my friend Marcus is in trouble, somewhere in Europe!

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: I shall use every instinct/link I boast in Transylvania, lady.

SHELBYE: Marcus emailed me and seemed troubled by his Romanian hostess, sir.

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: You say he and his co-trekker simply vanished from Earth?

SHELBYE: I've no doubt of this thing, Gardeau...and I know Marcus is dead/gone.

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: You provided me his Selfie/photo; I swore I saw a like-man.

SHELBYE: You saw a man in Romania wandering resembling my Marcus, detective.

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: No lie, Miss Shelbye...this like-looking man had dark eyes!

SHELBYE: What, he had dark eyeliner on for some festivity or ritual, Gardeau?

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: You know, as we enjoy this lamb-curry, I get jitters now!

SHELBYE: What the Hell you speak, detective?

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: Marcus may not be vanished...but 'converted' (somehow).

SHELBYE: Sounds like Transylvanian campfire-lore nonsense, Gardeau.

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: I know why I'm hired (here); fear not, I'm versed in cases.

SHELBYE: Damn this 'dominion' of the blood-immortal vampire, Gardeau.

DETECTIVE GARDEAU: We shall do all that the heavens afford for socials, lady.

SHELBYE: Like this lamb-curry, Gardeau (Facebook-like).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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