The Great Pumpkin

October 30, 2019 at 10:57 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Mystery, News, Romance, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

The Great Pumpkin

The vampiress Allatallahbel held an apple in her hands.

The vampiress priestess of Baal held it out to the visitor to the Vatican.

“Halloween apples,” she smiled.

The visitor took the apple, bit into it and ate.

His head immediately exploded leaving an awful mess on the Vatican walls for the Vatican cleaning staff to clean up.

For the apple being from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil had given the man full knowledge of both good and evil.

And naturally, being mortal, he could not handle that knowledge.

So his head exploded leaving brains and cerebral fluids all over a Renaissance portrait of Pope Alexander VI.

The Borgia Pope had never looked so good.

And as for the man who had tasted the knowledge of good and evil, he had surely died.

Making the original Serpent of Eden a liar.

. . .

The Vampiress Priestess of Baal’s ally Friedrich Wotan Wiesbaden the Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow was riding his zombie black horse Bucephalus Reborn across the lawn of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal West London mansion.

He had been sent here by Allatallahbel to bump off British MP Renfield R. Renfield who had become a major thorn in the side to some of Allatallabel’s vampiress and middle eastern goddess allies.

Unbeknownst to the Headless Horseman and his singing black zombie horse who was currently singing the lyrics “I wore raspberry beret” namely because the horse was wearing a raspberry beret making him look extremely ridiculous on this night before Halloween, Renfield was in a Bed and Breakfast in the town of Tewkesbury getting ready to begin his constituency MP re-election campaign.

The Headless Horseman was riding along without his pumpkin head because it had been blown off in a strong wind storm that had suddenly descended on the streets of central London.

As such, he did not see all the huge cubes of a mysterious scarlet red coloured ice that decorated the lawns of the Set estate.

And as for Buchephalus Reborn, he was so engrossed in his own singing as well as his raspberry beret slipping down over his equine eyes, the horse did not notice the mysterious scarlet red coloured ice cubes either.

The horse slipped on the ice cubes and fell sending his rider Friedrich Wotan Wiesbaden the Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow soaring through the air and through the huge panoramic window of the Set Estate living room.

The billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set, who had been comfortably sitting in his arm chair holding a glass of very good Port wine in one hand and a copy of The Economist Magazine in the other, called out to his butler and valet, “Athelstan, I think you better immediately call the emergency number of the 24-hour window replacement service.”

“Very good, sir,” Athelstan walked over to the phone and proceeded to do just that.

“Nefertiti Galore,” Set called out to the estate’s watch cat with fierce claws, “Sic him.”

The Headless Horseman soon found himself attacked by the cat Nefertiti Galore and rushed back out the window.

Somehow he miraculously managed to get back on top of Bucephalus Reborn and horse and rider fled through the streets of London being diligently pursued by the ferocious claws of Set’s pet cat Nefertiti Galore.

Up above the skies of London, a ferocious looking Great Pumpkin shone down on top of them.

-A vampire novel chapterย 
written by Christopher
Wednesday October 30th


  1. George F. said,

    He was better off remaining an ignorant ape than eating that Apple.

  2. David Redpath said,

    “Reminds me of the good old days.
    A Borgia Pope covered in blood.”
    ~ Brucephalus, the Hung-like-a-horse

  3. David Redpath said,

    Chris, by coincidence, I once had
    a Brown Burmese cat named
    Nefertiti. I was very young and
    ignorant when I got her and didn’t
    didn’t realise that the Egyptian
    Queen Nefertiti had nothing in
    common with Burma. True story
    (This time ๐Ÿ˜Ž May the Headless
    Horseman of Sleepy Hollowย 
    strike me down if I’m lying โœ‹)
    Anyway, she was a wonderful
    kitty. Very agile. She would jump,
    full length, onto my shoulders
    and balance there while I walked
    around. After doing some research
    about the breed, much to my joy,
    I discovered that the Burmese cat
    was specifically bred by buddhist
    monks to be very protective agile
    attack cats who would jump onto
    the shoulders of would an attacker
    and scratch their eyes out ๐Ÿ‘€ ๐Ÿ…

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      That is very interesting, David.

      I don’t think I’ve ever described what breed of cat Nefertiti Galore is.

      I mentioned her in a post last November where she scratches the 10 faces of Ravana the Sri Lankan demon who was the villain in the story behind the festival of Diwali when Ravana attempts to steal a statue of Sita from the Set estate.

      Perhaps I’ll make her Burmese which will explain her attack cat power.

      • David Redpath said,

        Yes, Nefertiti Galore could’ve used
        the four arms of Vishnu to scratch
        the 10 faces of that demon, Ravana๐Ÿฑ

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Indeed. ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘น

  4. GP Cox said,

  5. Dawn Renee said,

    Quite the temptress. Serpents come in many forms (as do ‘wolves’). I find it interesting that through the eons, the serpent has been symbolic for wisdom. To know what seems forbidden has always intrigued the humans.
    – Now that is a dead horse with a personality & is verily in the spirit : ) …long way from Jalalpur Sharif!

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Yes, very far away from Jalalpur Sharif. ๐Ÿ˜€

      Love your description of Bucephalus Reborn as a “dead horse with personality & is verily in the spirit”. ๐Ÿ˜‚

      • Dawn Renee said,

        I could not have foreseen typing that as a sentence : )

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Glad my writing inspired you to write that sentence. ๐Ÿ˜‚

  6. blackwings666 said,


  7. Hyperion said,

    Ahhhh, the mystery upon mystery, upon mystery, you weave in the cat named Nefertiti Galore. Iโ€™m reminded of Pussy Galore where as a young man, I dreamed of stuffing British MI16 Agent 007 into the trunk of his Austin Martin and making off with Pussy to my bachelor pad for cocktails and pool play. And then there is the mummified Cat found in Nefertitiโ€™s sarcophagus but no Nefertiti. The threads that connect into a mysterious tapestry of ancient legends are wonderfully complex here my friend.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Thank you, Daniel. ๐Ÿ™‚

      I was in fact inspired by the name of Pussy Galore and the finding of the mummified cat in Nefertiti’s sarcophagus (but no Nefertiti) in coming up with the name of Nefertiti Galore.

      You were spot on, my friend. ๐Ÿ˜€

      • Hyperion said,

        Your brilliance can blind the unsuspecting. I do get a kick out of your underworld mythical demons humor.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Thank you very much, Daniel. ๐Ÿ™‚

        That I hear is the reason why Donald Trump has never tweeted an insulting tweet against me.

        Every time he types my name, he goes blind.

        So with his usual incorrect diagnosis, he gives up masturbation for a few days putting him in a crabbier mood than ever.

      • Hyperion said,

        The GOO has met his match. He would rather have Fancy Piglosi in front of his face when his sight returned than take on the Dracul. He knows after his tweet, Sherrielock will pay him a visit and then heโ€™ll be saying her name every day of the week as he waits for his tomatoed cheeks to cool down.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        LOL ! ๐Ÿ˜‚

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