Cornelius the Ancient Vampire - What is it

Cornelius the Ancient Vampire - What is it

There's been a few instances where a thing escapes from Cornelius. It's blood red and looks like a tall man without any skin on it. This entity is the blood god. I've been told this is actually the thing that is inside of vampires and makes them vampires, but here's what's curious about Cornelius. When the thing escapes out of Cornelius, he doesn't stop functioning. You might not know this, but Cornelius has summoned this thing out of actual vampires and it basically kills them. The thing comes out and the vampire slumps to the ground or fizzles into a puddle of dead matter.

So the blood god is fueling vampires, so why doesn't Cornelius slump to the ground? That's because Cornelius isn't a vampire. He's an entity with a blood god inside of him. It is a very strange symbiotic relationship. Cornelius is a god all by himself, or what you would call an entity, which normally is much more powerful than a god. Like mother nature is an entity. It's just that mother nature isn't conscious. It's a set of behaviors that affects weather on this planet and if you expand her, she's what orders the entire cosmos. You cannot separate the weather on this planet from the sun, the moon and the stars and meteors. She's been behaving for the past 100,000 years. This planet used to be a fireball. Then it was a snow ball. She calmed down and became much more agreeable. Life sprouted and she had some hiccups, with going hot and cold again and flooding the entire planet a couple of times, but she's been OK. She is an entity. But, you can't talk to her.

Cornelius, and yes that's not his actual name, is an entity, but you can talk to it. He has children and a lineage, and a hint of it exists in all of us, he descendants, but we're not gods, nor entities. We're mostly human, and there's a touch of the vampire in us. We're called revenants. If we drink his blood, however, we become insanely powerful.

If I recall, Cornelius was floating around and happened by this planet. He landed and the blood god immediately entered him. He promised he would become like the inhabitants of the planet.

Now you and me both, know that humans can't bend water, nor the laws of physics to your will, so it really wasn't an honest contract. But, he did make him have DNA, to a somewhat human extent. Honestly, I believe Cornelius could have worked that out himself.

Cornelius doesn't know everything, but let's just say, he's a really fast learner. However, with this deal with the blood god, he was able to solve thousands of problems with one contract, allow the blood god to inhabit him.

The way the blood works is that it feeds off of the vampire and NORMALLY, as the blood grows stronger, usually through feeding on others' blood, the stronger the vampire becomes. Imagine the blood god's good luck to inhabit Cornelius. He was astronomically powerful.

The thing is, the blood god, usually is the thing that controls the vampire, because it has an voracious appetite to grow, by feeding. The hunger, the thirst is all consuming and it is the vampire that must control it. Cornelius didn't need any of this. There was no overwhelming thirst. It is the blood god that is feeding off of Cornelius and not the other way around.

Also, all of the curses and negatives about a vampire are non-existent with Cornelius. But those curses still exist in the blood god. So when Cornelius goes outside in the noon day sun, the blood god is practically dormant.

Today, Cornelius can snap his finger and make a son, not because of the blood god, but because of just existing on the planet for so long and knowing everything that makes a human a human.

But, to keep the balance, he doesn't. We all come from dirt. If Cornelius snapped his finger, the human would be very much like him. So instead of creating a population of humans that would wipe us out, he creates a son the old fashioned way, impregnates a woman. That hasn't happened in over half a million years, but it could. And, that's how it would be done.

Now, can Cornelius make a vampire? Yes. And it would also be done, the traditional way, put a drop of his blood into a corpse. Well, Cornelius is a bit more powerful than other vampires, so he could literally dig up a grave and make a vampire, bones, dust, doesn't matter. It would be a vampire, and ... it would be close to his blood god's power level, which is ridiculous. It wouldn't be as strong as Cornelius, but as strong as the blood god inside of him, which is something like a million years old, by now. 

I don't think Cornelius has a time frame. 

In fact, I've heard him say he exists outside of time, which I guess means, he started before time.

Now, there has only been one instance where Cornelius made a vampire at full power. This is different from just putting a drop in a corpse. This vampire is still walking around here, somewhere. It takes about a year to prepare the corpse. The corpse is bathed in blood to make it a perfect looking human. All blemishes and discoloration are removed. Every bone is snapped, inch by inch, and the blood bath knits them together, to make a nearly invincible creature. Then thousands of live humans are given a drop of blood, kept in a coma for a  year and their blood drained once a month.

Then on the night of it's creation, the kinder is awakened, still dead, by the sheer force of Cornelius and made to drink from his wrist, itself. This moment makes him a vampire. Then all of those millions of gallons of blood is fed into the vampire from the humans. It takes months and years.

When that is finished, the vampire is presented to Cornelius. He places his finger on the new vampire's head and infusing him with the knowledge of this world. Every language and every time period is his.

This vampire immediately flew away.

Cornelius is incapable of feelings, but, any normal father would be heart broken. He told me about this vampire. I asked where he was. He said, he's somewhere floating around.

I didn't press Cornelius. I know he knows everything, so I guess he didn't walk to talk about his vampire son.

From what he told me, and you could guess, he's a mischievous fellow. He has a very dark sense of humor, like committing crime, being put to death and resurrecting to the shock of everyone, or disappearing and leaving an open grave. I bet, a lot of wives tales were made because of his antics.

The Prince (part 2)

 The Prince (part 2)

"So you're 50 years old?" said Constanza.

The butler choked on his glass of water, he had just put to his lips. The prince gave him a stern look. At that moment, the waiter came over and set his stake on the table and her salad in front of her. The maid had nothing but water, as did the butler. The butler got up and waved, what looked like a pen over the steak.

"Will there be anything else, " the waiter said. The butler turned to him and said, "can we get a doggie bag for this?" The waiter seemed confused, he had only just set the plate down and the patron hadn't even taken a bite.

"Come along dear," said the maid. The prince sat motionless. "Come along dear," the maid said again. Constanza turned to her about to eat her salad, "I haven't eaten yet." "I am not talking to you dear. Haven't you noticed I haven't said a word to you? I am talking to his royal highness," she whispered under her breath.

Now it was Constanza that was confused. The prince swiftly stood up and turned to the waiter, "what is your name?" and stuck out his hand to shake his.

"uh, Jimmy... sir," the waiter stammered, startled by how swiftly the prince stood up and spun around to him. He shook the prince's hand, confused.

The princes lifted his hand to smell his fingers. "Oh I see that you are a smoker." The waiter blushed at this. "Yes... sir." 

"On second thought, we will not need a doggie bag," the butler said. The prince was already out of the door of the restaurant. And the maid was ushering the young lady out of her chair and putting her fork down. Before he left the butler grabbed the waiter's hand and shook as well. He said nothing.

The waiter stood there for a few minutes after the odd party left. The busser came up to the table and swiftly cleared it and cleaned it. The waiter decided to go have a cig out back.

After putting the prince and the young woman in the car, the butler left the car. Constanza asked the maid, who was just sitting down in the front seat, "where is he going?"

"My dear, don't you worry about him. Sir would you like to go somewhere else to eat?" she looked back and forth at them both.

"Yes, I am hungry still," Constanza said.

The maid looked at the prince who was staring off into the distance. "The chef will make us a feast at home. Change of plans, we're eating at the estate."

The prince said nothing. The butler returned and got into the driver's seat. The maid took her kerchief and seemed to wipe some blood off his ear. 

The ride to the estate was in silence. The maid never spoke to Constanza, but she guessed she had been put in charge of her. It seemed like an odd dynamic. The butler spoke to the prince almost constantly and no her, while the maid hovered around her, but didn't say anything to her. When the car stopped, the maid got out and opened the door for her. She stood still after she closed the door. When Constanza went to join the prince when he god out, she grabbed her arms and motioned her to stand next to her.

A maid and a butler opened the doors, and head butler gave them an odd look. The young maid rushed off to the kitchen, to tell the chef to prepare something for the prince and his guest.

Constanza turned to the maid and asked, "why did you hold me back? Aren't I supposed to be here for the prince?"

The maid rolled her eyes and said, "he is in a very bad mood. Best not to interfere with men when they are in such a bad mood. He would never do anything to you, but it would just add to his annoyance."

"Bad mood? I didn't see anything," Constanza stopped going towards the house.

"I've known the prince for 20 years. This was the angriest I've ever seen him," the maid said, grabbing her arm and walking her to the mansion.

"I didn't see anything," Constanza said to herself.

"You'll pick up on things. He can't fly off the handle. He's a prince. Where we're from... nevermind," The maid shook her head. "Now let's wash up and get ready for supper."

"I can wash up alone, thank you," Constanza said, annoyed the maid intended to follow her.

"Not while you're in this estate. I am your chaperon. Besides, if you come live with us, I will always be your chaperon.

And with that, the two went to the bathroom and she sat on a bench while Constanza used the bathroom and washed up.

"It would be best you not say anything to the prince at dinner, unless he speaks to you," the maid said drying her hands off.

When the two go to the dining room, the maid was walking to the other end of the long table, away from the prince, who was already sitting there. But, the butler motioned the two to a chair next to the prince and the other servants were moving the silverware to that spot.

The maid motioned for Constanza to sit there and be quiet.

It wasn't until the two were eating that the prince finally turned to her and said, "our chef is the best."

And he was quite right, the maid, standing by the wall behind the prince kept motioning for her to slow down. The food was so good and she was so hungry. But, she tried to slow down.

"How are you 50? I'm 16 and you look like you're 2 years older than me," Constanza stared at the prince, forgetting all about the delicious food.

The maid threw her hands up and looked up at the ceiling. The head butler, standing beside her snickered, like he did earlier at the restaurant.

"Little miss, that is not polite. And, we don't know why the prince looks like that. His family all look normal, but he never ages. Now, eat your food," the maid said, coming up and placing her napkin in her lap.

The butler was now laughing, in earnest. The prince turned to look at him, and turned back around and laughed as well. "She's right. No one knows why I look like this. Beedie prince the photos."

The butler almost jogged out of the dining room. He came back quickly with a big book and he walked around the table and set beside Constanza and began opening it and narrating. "This is the prince with the queen. Look at how young she looks. Her his highness is with the pope, see he's also young, he passed away almost 2 years now. Here he is next to this building. They removed it about 30 years ago."

He went on and on about this and that, that were 30 - 40 years old and the prince was there, looking the same. When he finished he took out his pocket watch.

The prince stood up and stiffly directed his head at her. "It is getting late. He will take you home."

With that the prince was out of the dining room and off somewhere.

"Miss take your time. You want desert?" he said. Several servants cleared the prince's table spot. No one else spoke to her, nor looked at her. The maid came and stood by her. "Miss you've had a long day with us." In reality it had only been about 3 hours.

When she was finished they were walking to the door. Through some double doors she could hear music and when she peaked in, there sat the prince playing an instrument that looked like a piano, but wasn't. "was he alive when that thing was made."

The head butler almost doubled over with laughter, "that was 200 years ago, miss." The 3 piled into the car and away they went to drop her home. The head butler laughed almost the entire way there.

Machiavelli Unleashed

 Machiavelli Unleashed

- guy targets fortune 500 CEOs

- 10 have daughters his age

- 5 are unmarried

- 2 would go for him

- sets out to make himself look like prince charming

- hacks all of their devices and social media

- makes a file for all 5 unmarried daughters

- plan B makes a file for all 5 married daughters, just in case he could get them to divorce their husbands

- creates a male beauty protocol that he goes through every morning and night

- sets up goals for 30 days, 6 months and a year of what to look like

- plan C several of the CEOs are secretly gay

- hacks his resume to get hired as an assistant to one of the vice presidents

- recites 20 engineering books and puts it on mp3 files and it plays over and over till he applies for the job

- sets up online websites where he shows off his engineering projects

- gets published in several engineering magazines

- 6 months and one of the unmarried daughters is killed

- he goes over all of the accounts he's hacked for that particular daughter and her father

- There

- he sees someone else is hacking the company database

- the other hacker tries to leave a hot potato in his lap, to target him for the hack, but he reverses the hot potato but directs it to a secret government agency, instead.

- he left a bug on the other hacker

- figures out where the other hacker is going to be

- he goes to a coffee shop close to one of the corporation's headquarters

- he sits down at the table and IT'S ONE OF THE UNMARRIED DAUGHTERS

- "it's you. you killed my friend."

- "don't be ridiculous, I was trying to marry her."

- they sit in silence for several minutes

- "we'll get married, and your father will love me, and leave me the company."

- "one problem."

- "what?"

- "someone is trying to kill all us daughters."

- "that is a problem. I can't be married to a dead woman."

- "who said I want to get married or marry you."

- "look at me. you want to marry me, it's a foregone conclusion."

- "i guess it would get my dad off my back. do you have any money?"

- "No, but i'm going to get hired at B&B engineering, as an assistant to the vice president."

- "are you now? well you probably are. Are you going to do some hacking stuff to make you an employee?"

- "no, i'm going to create a problem when i go to get interviewed, and while i'm there solve it."

- "nice. has a nice touch to it. careful they don't suspect you of creating the problem."

- "i'm going to pin it on the current assistant. He has a gambling problem, he's had for a  year now."

- "what kind of wife will I make?"

- "who cares, we're hiring a maid and a nanny. You'll be taken care of. Assistant is paid half a million."

- "no they're paid $200,000. you're going to pull some shenanigans to get paid half a million aren't you. I want a big house."

- "got it. and of course."

- "how many kids you want?"

- "at least 3, 5 is perfect."

- "that's a lot of babies. but the women of my family usually have bad pregnancies."

- "ah, they don't have this. this will not only make your pregnancy easy, but make you enjoy the baby afterwards too."

- "isn't that cheating?"

- "there's a guy two seats behind you, that's been watching us since I came in."

- "are you going to kill him while i go to the bathroom?"

- "no, i'm going to plant a bug on him and track him down and see who's behind this. go to the bathroom and meet me tomorrow for dinner. we'll announce our engagement when you bring me home. I'll get hired next week. This pushes up my time table."

- "do i kiss you on my way to the bathroom?"

- "if you want... yes, please kiss me. And this will be our first kiss

Cornelius' descendant tells when he first met the vampire god

I know I look 30 years old, but if I had to confess to you my true age, it's more along the order of 2,500 years. There is something I want to tell you about the blood a vampire has, it is a separate entity, yet is the vampire. When you give that blood to a live creature, it transforms them, very close to what a vampire is, but it is not in full control, since the life essence is that final line it cannot overcome.

But, it is far more separate in a living creature, than it is in a vampire. Imagine then in a being that is millions of years old. 

Cornelius told me, one time, he met angels. When they tried to brag about how they were at the beginning of time, Cornelius said, it was not so, because he was there before they were made. When they said they could clearly see his age written on him, a power most spiritual beings possess, out popped a blood twin of Cornelius and repeated, that it had been there when they were created.

When one of the angels went to attack Cornelius, he merely snapped his finger and the angel poofed out of existence, but not just out of existence. His entire existence was wiped from time itself. The angels, who are not slaves to time, like humans are, however, knew that Cornelius had wiped the angel from history, but were aware that it had existed before it was no more. Slowly their memories of the angel faded too.

It was then that one of the angels asked if they should worship Cornelius. An archangel approached Cornelius and grabbed him by the chin and turned his face, this way and that, to see if he had some sort of mark on him. When he found nothing, he looked at the blood being, but dared not approach. Cornelius said that he had no name and that he was above time, and even angels have to obey time, but he does not. He is outside of all the laws of nature.

It was this being that approached me, one night. He introduced himself and sat down in my small temple. I was writing. He said he was my direct ascendant. He then quoted my line for 12 generations.

You see, in those days, we didn't have last names. We would quote our lines to each other. Hopefully someone in that line would be famous, so that the person you're speaking to, knows either, where you come from, or who your people are.

With quoting my own line to me, and going back 12 generations, much more than I could do, I was assured he was one of my progenitors, but I had no idea he was ... THE progenitor. For 30 nights he came to me. He bid to stay with me, in my temple. I was very much obliged, being a respecter of my kinsmen. He would leave me notes, about people, who were trying to get over on me. I thought nothing of it, and thought it was a talent he had. I too had the same talent, but not as direct, like him. He could see them walking up, and tell me before they even entered what was about to occur.

My temple became popular. The king of the land, who sat in the house called pharaoh, for that is what we called it. It is a foolish time when they call the king a pharaoh and don't call the throne anything, these days, came to visit my temple. I was called a seer. My kinsmen told me not to say anything to him. you see, the king was always regarded as a god. If you anger a king, you might live, but if you anger a god, the entire nation would be upon you.

I burned incense. I boiled water. I bathed the king. I poured oil on his feet and his head. But, when I went to divine what it was that he wanted me to see, I told him nothing. I was very talented. Cornelius told me to say nothing, even before the king stepped into my temple. When I breathed in the incense and went into full divination mode, I saw that the king wouldn't survive, not even 30 days. I also saw that his general, who helped me bathe and oil him, would be the hand that smote him. But, I also saw that general would be found and smote on the spot.

Why bring either man's wrath on my head, by revealing this, since it was a zero sum game they played. So I said, I saw nothing, which could be neither good nor bad. I bowed to the king and bid him go in peace.

After being bathed and oiled, the king was in high spirits, so my lack of a divination didn't even bother him.

I asked Cornelius after they left, should I have the general killed? He said, the king wasn't a man of any note, no matter how short nor long he lives.

When the king was killed, my fame didn't wane. No one blamed me for not seeing it, nor blamed me for anything. The divinations I did see, were almost earth shattering, so those successes lived on, even when I left that land. 

A year after the king left, Cornelius revealed himself to me as an ancient and powerful being. He had had many wives and many children. He wasn't my great grandfather, he was the progenitor of my family line. He said he was ageless and ancient beyond measure.

He took a chalice from my table and a ceremonial dagger and pricked his hand. Blood filled the chalice and it stopped just as quickly as it started. He told me, drink the entire cup, though it may burn, drink it all.

I drank from that chalice for what seemed like an hour. It was agonizing pain. They tell me, newly formed vampire can't even tell that it's painful, because their thirst is thousands times stronger than the pain.

I was in a deep sleep for over a month after that. My wife and children were told I had passed away. They buried me. I awoke to Cornelius digging me out of the grave. That night was so dark, not a star in the sky. We slipped out of Kemet, never to return. That was almost 3,000 years ago.

I have never had a blood being pop out of me, but the blood definitely is not me, but IS me. It is in every cell of my body, even inside my bones. If I wanted to, I could force all of humanity to love me, but I don't. It is enough to serve and look after Cornelius, the first.

Whatever that thing that lives in him, and I guess, inside of me also, is even more ancient than Cornelius himself.

I find it funny, the portrayal of vampires on T.V. I am not even a vampire, and I assure you, no gun can harm me, and no blade can cut me. Humans always want to think they are the heroes. They are like cattle to us. Well, that's not a good comparison for me, because I don't crave anything from humans. In fact, I can go years without food or drink. What could a human do to a vampire? Absolutely nothing.

I have met what these weak creatures, who now call themselves, vampires. They are not ancient like Cornelius, but even they would destroy whole battalions of humans. Some can even just walk and all within their presence fall into a trance, so what exactly could a human do to one of them? I guess also, the blood inside of them would swallow all of them, if it ever got out.

It is time to wake Cornelius up. I am going to take him shopping, for a tuxedo. Did you want me to do a divination for you?

Detective Shawn Black | Enter Cornelius the Vampire

Public Vampire Attack Caught on Camera

I thought I knew what a vampire was. We all did. When the stories came from a hundred sources, about a guy that went light speed and took out a guy, almost in the middle of the town square, with fires all around, the department couldn't deny, once and for all, that vampires exist.

When weird fed guys showed up, the captain, was on our tails to contain this, and be one step ahead of the feds, who never introduced themselves, nor even claimed to be over this. We were ignored completely.

The sarge, commanded everyone to divide up the witnesses and take all of their statements, no matter if it repeats. This was THE MOST IMPORTANT event in human history. It was confirmation that the supernatural actually existed.

Luckily, I had vacation in the middle of all of this. So, that Friday, I was gone, with the wife and the rascal.

When  got back, a week and a half later, no interviews, no commotion, no chickens running around with their heads cut off. That night, I got home and told the old battle axe, and she said, immediately, they've been mind wiped.

But by whom?

I kept a whole movable file case, at home, filled with interviews, pictures, video footage or the incident. When i got to the office the next morning, I opened my desk and found nothing there, that wasn't there before the incident.

I went to the Sarge's office. "Is there anything special you want me to do today?" I said, leaning into his doorway.

He had a bland look on his face, "hold it while I pee? Is that special enough for you, cupcake? Get out of here." He was Black, so I imagined... well, let's not go there. He probably needs the assist. "I heard about you people," I said as I left. "YOU'RE GROSS, TINKERBELL," he yelled after me.

"You told him what?" my partner was laughing his head off. "Team lightskin having problems downstairs?" He continued.

"No, we're just not related to horses," I gave him a dirty look.

Not a single person in the department was doing anything about the vampire project.

"Meet me at lunch," the note said. I had no idea, who it was from.

It was the friggin computer guy, OF COURSE! He sat in an off site bunker like thing, and ran all of our computer stuff. So, whatever happened, he wasn't affected, like me. He noticed, I tried to login into the now deleted vampire project, operation vampire. Really imaginative. He said, no one came in and waived a magic wand, they just literally, one second, stopped the interviews and even the people, got up and walked out.

Or, at least he couldn't see ON CAMERA! He was on to something. Camera's rely on mirrors, vampires don't show up in mirrors, so vampire appear invisible on cameras. BUT digital doesn't do that. Also, in the presence of a vampire, you are made to see them as invisible too. So, we were going to "upgrade" the internal security system. If anyone got specific, we were increasing the aperture, to let in more light.

The next day, we were hard at work. A couple of the other cops made jokes about me being the janitor, but for the most part nothing. One cop, though, asked about 20 questions. I let the nerd handle him. He kept saying, we'll be able to read badge numbers and reports, right on the camera now, to see if something being investigated, triggers someone to come in shooting. He said, it helped cops in Seattle, get a suspect, who came in guns blasting, took them by surprise, and fled the scene. Afte ir they ran their high def footage back, boom, they figured out, it was the brother of someone in custody.

With the digital cameras up, we duplicated them, with regular cameras, that no one noticed. In the housing, the camera just panned left and right, but on his computer screen, he had 2 pictures. BOOM, someone was sitting at a desk, no one went near. It was like he had some barrier.

I went to the office, and attempted to absentmindedly sit on the desk. NO GO! Every time I thought about it, it left my mind and I'd end up doing something different.

The computer guy called me back to his installation. I had forgotten even what I was doing. He wrote everything down, I said came to mind, going towards the desk. Even looking at the regular camera, made us look away a little. So he wasn't invisible, he was having a mind control effect on us.

The computer guy ran the footage of the guy running across the square, which we couldn't see from the CCTV cameras, and then boom, there he was, plain as day.

I headed back to the office, to leave the computer guy with the new digital footage, while I was to simply do my job and ignore the person no one could see. It was easy to do, since they had some sort of brain washing thing up. Hopefully the computer guy could run some facial recognition, to figure out who it is.

It was almost quitting time, the next day, when the computer guy called. He sounded excited. First he had calculated that the vampire, in the footage, was running, just under the sound barrier. Had he gone just a little faster, He'd have knocked over everyone in the square, busted windows, and moved cars, out the way. He said, he thought the vampire had slowed himself down on purpose, because who knows what breaking the sound barrier does on the human body.

When I pointed out that this was a vampire body, and probably far tougher than regular humans, he said, "Oh yeah."

Then he turned to the figure inside the police department, no one could see. He's not a policeman, not fbi, not cia, not irs. In fact, he as fairly certain he wasn't american. He cleaned up the digital image, and I gasped. He looked like some ancient egyptian statue. He was black. His skin was some sort of porcelain or something.

The computer guy said, he would need better equipment, but he thought that his skin was causing light rays to bounce around him, to appear invisible, just by existing. But, also, he had some sort of mental power, on top of that, that caused people to ignore him.

The computer guy suggested, we hire some people and outfit them, with backpacks, with these dual cameras, regular and digital, and have them walk around the town square for a week, to see if we can pickup any more of these vampires.

He spent about a week, making machine learning, that could scan the footage at high speed, to compare who wasn't there in the regular camera footage, with who was there, in the digital camera footage.

The next month, we were done with our test, and didn't even tell our guinea pigs, what they had been doing. We just strapped backpacks on them, paid them for a week to walk around, and got the footage, plugged it into the computer and....

We weren't prepared for what we found. There was the vampire. But this time, he was invisible. Guess he learned a new trick.

But that wasn't the shocker. We saw another vampire, we assumed. And as the first vampire was running around, invisible, the second vampire, unbeknownst to the first, disappeared from view, and teleported, it seemed, right in front of the first, and stuck his hand in his chest, and the first on exploded. Clearly the second vampire was more powerful than the first.

It rocked our socks off. Where we thought we could take on the first vampire, with some tech gear, there was no way we could take on the second.

It was a major setback for us.

We then looked at the vampire sitting inside the police department, and compared him to the second one. The computer guy spent a day comparing the two vampires.

When he called me, two days later, I wasn't prepared for what he was about to say.

1. the one in the police department, was clearly more powerful than the second vampire, so that makes him, vampire 3.
2. because he observed his behavior for a whole month, and all he did was sit there, doing absolutely nothing, he was someone else's minion
3. which brings us to the conclusion that there's a 4th vampire, more powerful than him.

My head was spinning. We couldn't handle vampire 2, at all. Now there was a 4th vampire, running around here somewhere, that put 2 and 3 to shame?

Computer guy assumed that vampire 1 had broken some code, by revealing himself to everyone. Then, although he got more powerful, assuming he had eaten enough humans, it was too little too late. Vampire two had, probably mindwiped the entire population, and the police, and took him out.

Computer guy assumed vampire 3 was just observing the police, to monitor the population, since the police get the people that tell all the weird stories and sort of act as a central place where humans go to, in case something goes wrong. Not a bad strategy if you think about it.

Where do vampire comes from?

Computer guy, packaged everything up, made a nice report and shipped it off to the New York times, then the FBI, then the CIA. However, he left no contact information. And we maintained radio silence for the next 6 months.

That's about when the men in black showed up again.

I got a message from computer guy to come see him. When I arrived, I knew something as very wrong.

"They're all gone," he started. Then he swiveled around and showed dead screens covering the wall. These were the feeds to the police department where we had the regular cameras and digital cameras.

"They removed all the cameras, from the department. And, what's worse, is that no one saw them do it. I arrived here this morning to this. I checked this end for hours, thinking it had short circuited or something. But there's nothing. It makes no damn sense though. Every department has internal security cameras," he ws frazzled.

We got the FBI on the line and asked to speak to their version of agent Molder. After they laughed for about an hour, they finally put us in contact, with some guy, spookier than the men in black. He request to come over.

A couple of days later, this giant 6'5 guy comes through the door. He's in love with the computer guy, immediately. You can tell, because he almost smiled, or thought about it.

After about 2 hours of questioning us, he suggested, not only we put back up the cameras, but that the FBI do all the work, and make a feed come through here to a field office, in the nearest city.

When it was all said and done, we had super digital cameras, and amazing regular cameras too. Isn't it great, when you have an bottomless taxpayer budget? The computer guy was fit to be tied for weeks. I spent hours each day sitting with him, tripping balls over the feed.

As to the men in black, the FBI didn't know how to contact them, but since the cameras would have the FBI fingerprint all over them, he assumed they wouldn't mess with them, without a nasty internal federal agency squabble and they'd FINALLY have to reveal which agency they worked for. No one knew. Not the department of defence, nor homeland security.

The weird FBI agent, that scared regular humans said those guys gave him the creeps. Imagine that. He said, he thought, maybe, they weren't as human, as we thought they were.

Once the FBI cameras were up, we noticed they didn't come into the police department, but we knew they were still in town. The FBI agent recommended we do NOT try to contact them though. We were to treat them, as if they were all SCP specimens.

As to computer guy's theory that there's a hierarchy of vampires, the FBI agent was impressed with that. We hatched a plan to make this vampire inside the department move.

20 agents came into the little computer guy's office. 30 were on the ground, unbeknownst to the police department. The FBI who installed the cameras, had also installed something into the fire suppressant lines. Upon a remote, a gas flooded the entire building, and the police were told to evacuate.

The 30 agents on the ground got the police well away from the building quietly, informing them, it was an internal federal operation. After retreating a mile away, we all observed, at the remote computer base.

He didn't move.

The Headset

The Headset

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Mary was a romantic girl, steady, loyal, true. She didn't give her love easily and when she did, she expected love in return. This is the tale of her one true love.

Jeff wasn't a remarkable guy, but he loved Mary. He had boy next door looks and a good head on his shoulders.

The two were inseparable, once they came together and agreed to always be with each other. That was when they were 14. They went through high school together, won homecoming king and queen. No scouts came to watch him, no modeling agents contacted her, but they were happy.

They decided they would not go to college. They would get simple good paying jobs. Marriage was just an assumption since they had already made a promise to each other.

Jeff got the call that he would start Monday to be  an apprentice electrician, Mary would start on Monday too, being a seamstress. They could take vacations and do things in life, most people their age could only dream of.

They bought a house together only a year out of high school, something modest, a 3 bedroom. None of their friends could afford a house, definitely not a year out of high school.

Life had its ups and downs, but none more up and down than people testing their love and loyalty to each other. Men hit on Mary and women hit on Jeff. They quietly and politely would excuse themselves from these people and leave the situation. No drama, no claiming they had a boyfriend / girlfriend. Just a really reserved aura that said, no.

One was never far away from the other. Half the time Mary was at home, taking in hems, and stitching holes. She would go into work when there was a big project that required all hands on deck. She had steady work, but she could do it at home.

Jeff would come home and tell her about everything, the guys at work, the girls at work, the work. She would just rest her head on his chest and they would nap together until dinner time.

When her dad got sick Jeff arranged to take off work and the two stayed in the house to keep her mom company and be there if need be, to answer any call the hospital had.

They all sat around her Dad's hospital bed on that day... that day the earth stood still for them. The eldest son flew in, just in time. Jeff had picked him up from the airport. He had come along, not bringing the wife nor kids, just himself. He lay with his head on his father's hand, Mary stood over her brother and her mother held her.

Her dad passed on, that afternoon. The bed was wet with the eldest son weeping. Her mother held Mary upright, almost fainting. Jeff came and got her and drove everyone home.

Mary just laid on his chest that night, not weeping, just there, not saying a word. Jeff held her all night. When her mother came in the morning and opened the door, there they lay, eyes open, laying, not saying a word. Mom quietly came in and pulled a chair next to the bed and stroked Mary's hair, just like when she was a baby girl.

"Your brother's a mess, in there. Please go talk to him. Jeff are you hungry? I made us a morning snack. Come get some juice at least. You know Henry looked at you, like a new son," she steered the moment like a ship's captain.

Mary got up and tears... fell from her eyes. It's as if laying on Jeff's chest kept them in and being away from him, let the flood gates open. Jeff reached out to her, but mother captain, got up, hugged her, rubbed her arm and said, "go help your brother, you know dad was his biggest hero."

Mary went in and talked to her brother and held him for an hour, like Jeff held her.

Jeff and Mary's mother went into the kitchen and snacked on little pieces of meat and cheese and juice.

An hour later Mary and her brother came in. Her brother's eyes were red like a stop sign, this was going to take some time for him to let his father go.
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They set a date for the wedding, a year out. Everyone had plenty of time to get ready.

It was nothing fancy, no tons of gifts, because they had mostly everything in the house.

One day, Mary was at home taking in hems. It was getting late, the sun was going down. She kept working. Finally, she looked up and it was dark.

She kept working. After several more hours she curled up on the sofa and drifted off to sleep, he'd be home soon, she told herself.

She was cold, so cold it woke her up. What time was it? She got up and turned on the lights. What was she doing sleeping on the couch. Oh yes, waiting for Jeff. Should she call her mother? No, she decided against that. Mother wouldn't know anything anyway.

She prepared a quick meal, so when he came in he could grab it and come to bed.

She left a note on the counter telling him it was in the oven.

She headed off to bed, but left a candle burning by the note. The bed was cold, so cold, without Jeff. She put on all her nightclothes and got in bed. He'd come in and laugh at her looking like a big kid in her night clothes.

She woke up in the morning. She found the candle burning still, and the food in the oven untouched. She put it in the fridge and called in to work. Did they need her to come in? No! They'd be around to pick up the work she'd done and give her some more.

Ninna came by and marveled at how many hems she did. She explained her fiance hadn't gotten home and she worked all day and night, 12 hours. Ninna laughed that she worked too hard. Maybe she needed a raise, she'd see to it, and since she's about to get married it would help too.

They sat and gossiped for about an hour. Then Ninna left. She was happy for the human contact.

Jeff would call if something was wrong. He'd always call if something happened. She set out to work. She looked up and it was lunch time already. So steady working, it was 2pm already.

After lunch she set to work again. She continued undisturbed till night again, late in the evening. Still Jeff was a no show. Again she cooked a meal, set it up and watched T.V. for a bit.

"Do you have a loved one that is about to leave this world, is in a coma, or just can't talk to you? A miracle break through has just been created. Neural net! Just place this device over your head and neural net will connect you to that loved one. Don't worry, the neural net will contact the brain that you have in your mind, that person need not be connected at all. We are taking testers right now, just call this number and we'll send a kit over next day and they'll explain everything."

Mary had already ordered hers before the commercial was even over. Won't Jeff be surprised when she taps into his brain?

The next morning the representative came over. She was expecting a man, but a lovely lady came buy and explained everything, hooked it up for her and as she started talking to Jeff, she waved goodbye.

"Hi honey, I've been waiting to hear from you for three days," she said.
Jeff seemed confused, "who is this?"
"Honey it's me Mary, you're surprised aren't you? I'm on this new neural net and I can connect with you directly," she said excitedly.
"It's only been three days? It seems like an eternity," Jeff said, in a distant voice.
"I know right? I missed you so much when I went to bed. Where are you?" Mary said.
"I don't know, it's dark here," he said.
"You don't know where you are? Were you in an accident?" Mary asked.
Jeff patted himself down, "nope I seem fine, It's just really dark."
"Well are you near the car, when are you coming home?" She asked.
"Home? That seems so long ago," Mary thought maybe he was in accident and didn't know and he's in shock.
"Honey, where was the last place you were? We'll come pick you up, I'll get mom to drive dad's old car," Mary said.

Just then she felt hands on her and being shook. They we calling her name, Mary, Mary, Mary sweetheart.

"Hold on Jeff, someone is here in the house," Mary said. She decided to take the set off.

"She's regaining consciousness," one voice said.

Mary opened her eyes to find herself in the hospital surrounded by nurses, her mom, her brother and a couple of doctors.

"Where am I? What happened?" Mary was almost yelling.

One of the doctors said, "calm down miss, you're alright now. You've been in a coma for a whole month."

Mary went into shock immediately.

After the doctors and nurses got her under control, her mother brushed aside the doctor and went to Mary's side, "you put that thing on and lost track of time?"

Mary shrugged and said, "I must have. Because it seemed like a minute to me. I was talking to Jeff, through this thing."

The room went silent.

"Honey..." her mother started it.

"Here you want to talk to Jeff? He's right here," she said.

Her brother snatched the headset from her and put it on, "Hi Jeff."
"Hey, boy I haven't seen you in forever," Jeff said.

A single tear rolled down his face as he removed the headset, "She's right. He's literally sitting there waiting to talk."

"How can that be," the mother turned to the doctor. The doctor shrugged, "I have no idea what that headset does, Ma'am. But, I think, as we saw with your son, if you don't let yourself get lost in it, you won't lose yourself."

"What's goin on?" Mary asked.

"Here, Mary. Hold my hand. I'll be right here. I'm holding your hand. Tell me what you see, while you talk to Jeff," her mother said.

Mary placed the headset on and took her mother's hand and closed her eyes, "he's standing on a street with purple and blue lights."

"My god, Mary is that you? It's been ages since I last spoke to you," Jeff said.
"He says it's been ages since I last spoke to him," Mary said under her breath.
"Mary sweetie, I don't know how time works where he is, but I have some new for you. Jeff has been dead for about 6 months," her mother whispered.
"That's impossible. It's only been 2 days, and I've only been talking to him for 15 minutes," Mary whispered back.
"Mary are you talking to me? It's so dark here," Jeff said.
"He says it's dark there," Mary whispered.

A gasp went around the room.

"She's keeping him there," a voice said.

"She most certainly is," a new voice said. "Either she should tell him to go into the beyond or she can keep him there for eternity and he will not pass on," the new voice said. You could hear the smile in the voice.

Mary's mother shook Mary and squeezed her hand, "honey you have to let Jeff move on, tell him to leave."
"Mother he's leaving, like a cloud or something. He heard you. NO JEFF DON'T LEAVE ME!!!" Mary screamed.

"SHE'S GOING INTO SHOCK," a voice said.

"ACTUALLY, you have a choice, let her go with Jeff or keep her here. But it is our experience that being this close to someone breaks the human spirit when they let the person go," the new voice said.

Although a commotion was going on throughout the room the mother looked over to the eldest son. "Unplug it," she said.

The son reached down behind the bed and with great force yanked the plug  out of the wall.

The beeping and monitors all stopped. Mary's body went slack.

"SON, YOU UNPLUGGED THE WRONG THING!!!" the doctor yelled.

Mother turned to the doctor with cold smoldering eyes. "No he didn't!"

Mary passed away that moment. You could hear her laughing quietly.

"It's not dark here at all. There's a light right there, you dingus," she said grabbing his arm. "Oh, so there is. Let's go over there then. You feel all warm now," Jeff said.

The eldest son stood up from the bed. "I couldn't imagine Mary with anyone but Jeff."

The mom shrugged, "I think her laughing at the end there, pretty much summed this who affair up.

And you, did you not warn the public what they were doing?"

The representative took the kit and placed it into the eldest son's hands, "technically, you could recall her and Jeff any time you want to talk to them. It won't hurt them anymore, since they've gone into the beyond. It'll be like a day visit.

We spoke with the entity that keeps the beyond and he actually explained a lot to us. This doesn't break the rules.

BUT, don't go anywhere except that road. If you go anywhere else but that road, you're gone.

We explained that to your daughter. She might not have remembered, but I think you made the right choice, because she decided a long time ago. We were surprised that she stayed alive this long.

We've already taken care of all the financials and the home. One of you sign here. And, we'll take care of the hospital too."

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Once a year the eldest would put the headset on and visit with Jeff and Mary. He would always come away from those talk as If he had aged in wisdom a hundred years.

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