Ichabod and Ickabob
British MP Renfield R. Renfield was flying over Australia in the Set Enterprises’ dirigible airship The Wild Colonial Boy.
This airship like all of Set’s airship fleet was very eco-friendly and environmentally friendly and was powered by a cannabis engine.
The Wild Colonial Boy however ran on a very special high octane form of cannabis.
This cannabis had been developed by Australia’s notorious Uncle Ernie back at the Hotel California in the Summer of ’69.
A large amount of this cannabis managed to eventually find its way into a Vancouver apartment that was rented out in 1978 by Canadian singer Bryan Adams.
Which was a good thing.
Because the recipe for this type of cannabis was immediately forgotten by Uncle Ernie right after he made it.
The same was the case for every other type of drug made by Uncle Ernie.
As those who suscribe to Uncle Ernie’s Drug of The Day Uberhigh Club by mail say, “You never get the same type of drug from Uncle Ernie twice.”
Seeds from Uncle Ernie’s Summer of ’69 Hotel California cannabis eventually found their way to auction at Sotheby’s in London in the summer of 2021.
Where they were purchased by the London-based billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set beating out both George Soros and Saudi Crown Prince Mohammad Bin Salman in bidding.
And now Renfield was flying around the world from London England to Sydney Australia in just 10 minutes using the super power octane like cannabis engine that ran on Uncle Ernie’s Summer of ’69 Hotel California cannabis.
Uncle Ernie had beat NASA, Jeff Bezos, Sir Richard Branson and Elon Musk all to Hell.
By powering a 1930s style very old fashioned dirigible.
And not even knowing it.
As he stood on an empty Sydney stage in a near empty Sydney theatre singing the title role of his drag queen Cumelita as he was unintentionally setting his girdle on fire.
The only person in the Sydney theatre was Daniel Andrews the Neo-Stalinist and Neo-Maoist tyrant Premier of Victoria state a neighbouring state of the state of New South Wales (New South Wales’ capital was Sydney).
Andrews being a globalist elitist and not a mere simple pleb was not subject to his own draconian lockdown rules (or anyone else’s for that matter).
He sat in the theatre not wearing a mask or pants or even a condom as he sat pleasuring himself like American children’s show TV host Pee-wee Herman in a porno theatre.
The seat would of course have to be steam cleaned afterwards.
. . .
Set Enterprises’ chief scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher was showing his boss the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set blown up and magnified images of what was on microscopic slides showing samples from both the Moderna and Pfizer “vaccines” (really mRNA genetic serums) for the Wuhan CCP virus (called Covid-19 by the pro-Communist WHO World Health Organization).
The nanobots and nano-organisms in the “vaccine” were magnified an infinite number of times.
An octopus like micro-organism moved itself off the slide in one sample.
And another octopus like micro-organism moved itself off the slide in another sample.
“The Set Enterprises’ Intelligence Unit is investigating the possibility that Bill Gates’ paid help managed to extract DNA from Cthulhu,” Dr. Rocher explained.
“And it’s through this,” Set asked, “that my brother and brother-in-law Osiris (so beloved by Freemasons everywhere) intends to rule the world?”.
Dr. Rocher nodded.
“And do you have a name for this octopus like micro-organism?” Set inquired.
“I call it Ickabob,” Dr. Cadbury Rocher answered.
. . .
The ghost of Orson Welles was reading a huge leather bound volume on Vampires and Ghosts that he had borrowed from the personal library of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set.
“Did you know that Katrina Van Tassel became a vampiress?” Welles asked Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.
“She did?” Dracul was shocked, “Katrina Van Tassel who was fought over by two men the mortal schoolteacher Ichabod Crane and the ghostly Friedrich Wotan Wiesbaden the Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow?”.
“That’s right,” Welles nodded as he sipped a ghostly glass of spectral red wine.
“I don’t drink… wine,” the voice of Bela Lugosi could be heard coming from the nearby television set which was showing the 1931 film Dracula.
“How did she become a vampiress?” Van Helsing asked.
“Dracula was visiting upstate New York at the time and gave her a hickey,” Welles answered.
When Van Helsing went back to his London apartment, he found vampiress Katrina Van Tassel inside.
Katrina Van Tassel
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday October 10th
2021.
Hudson Valley Halloween Horror
Vincent: I’m afraid, cousin Jenny, that cousin Floyd will be unable to dine with us this evening.
Jenny: Why ever not?
Vincent: He had the misfortune of being eaten by a black jaguar in the woods last night.
Jenny: A black jaguar in the Hudson River Valley?
Vincent: No doubt the poor creature was a long ways from home. Which may explain why not much was left of Floyd when he was found. Only his right ear and the thumb on his left hand which was tattooed with a drawing of Napoleon. How they were able to identify him.
Jenny: How positively awful.
Vincent: I’ll say. He owed me $100. Money that I suppose now will never be repaid.
Jenny: What was he doing walking in the woods?
Vincent: No one is sure. The only thing known for sure is that he was wearing a pink nightgown while walking in the woods.
Jenny: So that’s why they called him Pink Floyd.
Vincent: Undoubtedly.
Jenny: Whatever happened to that nutty woman they found walking in the woods last week?
Vincent: The one who claimed to have come from the year 2021 and believed herself to be a female Christ saying if people vaccinated themselves, they were Apostles of her love.
“That’s the one,” Jenny nodded.
“I had her burnt at the stake as a witch,” Vincent answered.
“Burnt at the stake?” Jenny was shocked.
“Yes, there was some old wood I was wanting to get rid of,” Vincent nodded, “so I killed two birds with one stone.”
A pair of large black ravens fell from the sky.
“She was a witch?” Jenny turned pale.
“Yes the demons Moloch, Baal and Baphomet visited her room at the village inn,” Vincent explained, “where they jabbed the innkeeper’s daughter with a needle and she died.”
“Awful,” Jenny shook her head.
“There is much evil in the land,” Vincent noted just as the clock was 5 minutes shy of twelve, “Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand and whosoever shall be found without the soul for getting down must stand and face the hounds of Hell and rot inside a corpse’s shell.”
“There’s a three headed dog out there,” Jenny gasped as she looked out the window.
“That would be Cerberus,” Vincent explained.
Vincent went over to his sitting room book shelf and grabbed a volume of ancient Koine Greek and looked up the words for “Sit” and “Good boy”.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday October 5th
2021.
Bill Gates, George Soros, Moloch, No Logic and Mologic
On Monday of this week the controversial and colourful British MP Renfield R. Renfield had publicly called for the assassinations of both the Prime Ministers of Greece and Italy.
Renfield seemed to be boldly going where Dietrich Bonhoeffer had not gone before in regards to Adolf Hitler until it was too late.
Today Renfield on the way to his parliamentary office was asked by members of the British press if there was anybody else he thought should be assassinated at the moment.
“Well,” Renfield deeply considered the question 🤔, “I think it would be a jolly good thing and of the upmost benefit to humanity if someone assassinated Dr. Anthony Fauci for all the moronic and imbecilic statements he’s come up with for the past year and a half. To say nothing of his funding of gain-of-function research at the Wuhan Institute of Virology which released the Wuhan CCP virus on the world.”
Dr. Anthony Fauci had to go home and change his underwear (his current underwear had turned brown) when he heard the latest news story involving Renfield.
. . .
Billionaire population control freaks and Build Back Better Great Reset advocates George Soros and Bill Gates had recently bought Mologic the United Kingdom based manufacturer of rapid Covid-19 tests.
The deep nostril technology of Mologic (which was actually based on the technology developed by the ancient Egyptians on mummies’ noses for the extraction of royal and supposedly divine royal Pharaohnic brain tissue) was used by most agencies and governments around the world to test for Covid-19.
Follow the science (as so many Joe Biden supporters and other brainless idiots used to say throughout 2020 and 2021).
Follow the science- right back to Tutankhamun’s embalming techniques and extractions of his organs to be kept in jars.
Soros and Gates had bought Mologic for $41 million.
Coincidentally shortly after Mologic was bought by Soros and Gates, lo and below, there was a sudden radical and drastic increase in the number of Covid cases in the U.S. as reported by the brainless mainstream media.
This led CNN, The Washington Post, The New York Times and other Neo-Bolshevik Communist mainstream media news outlets to once again hanker and drool at the thought of another Neo-Stalinist lockdown.
This led Dr. Anthony Fauci and the creeps and cretins at the Centre For Disease Control to once again call for mask wearing and social distancing.
Mologic was founded on this earthly plane back in 2003 as a for-profit medical research laboratory by CEO Mark Davis and his father Paul Davis (who was Mologic’s Chief Scientific Officer).
At the same time on the supernatural plane Mologic was founded in the realm of Hades by the demon Moloch and the ghosts of David Hume, Immanuel Kant and Friedrich Hegel (all of whose respective philosophies were based on the premise of No Logic).
Thus Moloch + No Logic = Mologic.
The acquirement of Mologic is part of a Gates-Soros initiative called GAH (Global Access Health).
GAH takes its name from Gaoh or Ga-oh a wind spirit and a giant mentioned in the folklore and oral traditions of the Iroquois, Huron and Seneca peoples.
Ga-oh is described as a cannibal and a giant who would uproot trees.
He was restless, violent and would create storms.
Why Soros and Gates would choose this entity to inspire a global health initiative only someone whose mind was like that of Soros and Gates would be able to comprehend.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday July 28th
2021.
Lambda and The Llama On Lammas Night
Peter Whitstable the man they call the Fox Mulder of Interpol had received a video via courier.
The video showed a ritual that was apparently performed on Lammas Night (the evening of August 1st) in the year 2020.
The anonymous sender of the video in a typewritten note said that the ritual was the source of the lambda variant of the Covid-19 virus that was currently being yacked about by Neo-Bolshevik Communist health “experts” all over the globe.
Whitstable watched the video.
The video showed the half-male half-female half-human half-goat transgendered transpecies demon Baphomet sodomizing a llama in the rearend along the banks of the Amazon River in Peru’s Andes mountains while the Inca earth mother goddess Pachamama sat and watched.
After sodomizing the llama, Baphomet then sneezed all over it.
When it was totally covered in Baphomet boogies, Pachamama buried the llama alive.
And then set fire to the surrounding ground.
A doctor from WHO (the World Health Organization) wearing a button that said I TAKE MY ORDERS FROM XI JINPING then sprayed the smoke in the direction of a nearby indigenous village where it was inhaled by the inhabitants.
A few weeks later the first recorded instances of the lambda variant of the Covid-19 virus showed up in Peru.
At around the same time Pope Francis and Sir Elton John were singing together via Zoom conference call that old Katja Ebstein song The Poor Boy Dancer From Peru.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday July 10th
2021.
Thessalonike of Macedon Meets Dracul and Yaldabaoth
Thessalonike of Macedon
Prof. William Charles an Associate Professor of Mythology, Folklore, Vampirism, Lycanthropy and Paranormal Studies at Oxford University was delivering a lecture in front of a fountain with a statue of a mermaid inside the fountain.
Prof. William Charles was delivering the lecture to a camera as part of an on-line course that he was teaching.
Said Prof. Charles, “Now there is a popular Greek legend that says Alexander the Great’s half-sister Thessalonike of Macedon became a mermaid and lived and frolicked in the Aegean Sea for hundreds of years.
The legend states that Alexander the Great in his quest for the Fountain of Immortality managed to get a flask of this immortal water.
He happened to wash Thessalonike’s hair with this flask of immortal water.
For Alexander had foolishly forgot to bring along the bottle of shampoo that his half-sister Thessalonike had asked for.
Not wanting Thessalonike to throw a major spaz attack as a result of his blundering, Alexander used the flask of immortality water to wash his half-sister’s hair instead.
When Alexander the Great died in the Persian capital of Babylon in June 323 BC, the legend says that his grief-stricken sister attempted to end her life by jumping into the sea.
Instead of drowning, however, she became a mermaid passing judgment on mariners throughout the centuries and across the Seven Seas.
To the sailors she encountered, she would always pose the same question, “Is Alexander the King alive?”.
To which the correct answer would be, “He lives and reigns and conquers the world.”
Given this answer, she would allow the ship and her crew to sail safely away in calm seas.
Any other answer would transform her into a raging Gorgon bent on sending the ship and every sailor on board to the bottom of the sea.”
. . .
“So that was how the German battleship Bismarck was actually sunk to the bottom of the sea?” British Prime Minister Boris Johnson was reading the top secret report on the sinking of the Bismarck that was finally being released over 80 years after the incident had happened back in May of 1941.
“It looks like Johnny Horton’s ghost will have to rewrite the lyrics of his hit song Sink The Bismarck,” An eavesdropping British MP Renfield R. Renfield (who had wiretapped Boris Johnson’s office) quipped.
“Who would have thought that it was a mermaid?” Amadeus Emanon ate a plate of sweet and sour jumbo shrimp, “And Alexander the Great’s half-sister at that.”
. . .
Meanwhile as animals at the Denver Zoo in Colorado were now being injected with Covid vaccines as part of the Biden Administration’s MAKE AMERICA WOKE AGAIN efforts, a demon possessed marine biologist had injected the mermaid Thessalonike of Macedon with a Covid-19 vaccine in the Aegean Sea.
The end result of the injection was that it had turned Thessalonike of Macedon into a mortal woman again.
And it was in that form that Thessalonike of Macedon had appeared to Dracul Van Helsing and Yaldabaoth the Irish leprechaun on a pier on the Aegean Sea.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday July 8th
2021.
Scavenger Hunt On The Amalfi Coast
The ghost of Orson Welles was sitting in an arm chair in the living room of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal London mansion and reflecting on a yacht trip he had made to Italy’s Amalfi Coast in 1953.
The Amalfi Coast is a stretch of coastline on the Tyrrhenian Sea located in the Gulf of Salerno in Southern Italy.
Welles recalled he wasn’t quite sure how he got to the Amalfi Coast.
The last thing he remembered was being on Spain’s Meditteranean coast and imbibing in several glasses of red wine.
The next thing Welles remembered was waking up on a yacht off the Amalfi Coast.
The yacht belonged to an Arab sheikh.
Welles got off the yacht not far from the town of Ravello.
He wandered around the town and ran into an acquaintance fellow actor Humphrey Bogart.
Bogart was in the town along with actresses Jennifer Jones and Gina Lollobrigida and actors Robert Morley, Peter Lorre and Bernard Lee.
They were shooting the 1953 adventure comedy film Beat The Devil.
Bogey teased Welles as they sat in a small outdoor cafe.
“Well, Orson, this film is obviously about beating you,” Bogey smiled, “You’re usually playing a villain in most of your films whether it’s a megalomaniacal newspaper publisher, an ex-Nazi on the verge of becoming a U.S. Supreme Court justice’s son-in-law, a post-war black marketeer on the streets of Vienna or a Renaissance Borgia prince. Your characters are usually human devils of some form or another. Thus as the film title suggests Beat The Devil is about beating you.”
Welles wasn’t about to take this insult lying down.
He answered, “I did play a heroic role in the 1947 film The Lady From Shanghai where my soon-to-be ex-wife played the villainess. Besides in many of your film roles in the 1930s, you often played gangster or mean tough guy roles.”
“Yes but later I played great heroic roles like Rick in Casablanca and Philip Marlowe in The Big Sleep so I was quite the heroic hero whereas you were usually the villainous villain,” Bogey laughed.
“Well, pick a game,” Welles challenged, “I bet I can beat you at it. And then we’ll see who’s the Devil.”
At that moment Gina Lollobrigida approached.
Bogey told her about Welles’ challenge.
The Italian actress suggested an old fashioned scavenger hunt.
Welles and Bogey agreed.
Gina said she would pick what was to be located and found.
She gave the same list to each actor.
Both Welles and Bogey set out on the scavenger hunt.
Welles had spent the entire morning searching.
And he had located what was to be located on Gina’s scavenger list.
Now it was early afternoon and Welles came to the final item on the list.
“What?!” Welles exclaimed, “Find the Greek goddess Hera sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach? How is that even possible?”.
Still Welles headed down to the beach.
Where he noticed a beautiful woman who looked like a goddess sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach.
“Excuse me,” Welles addressed the woman, “but you aren’t the Greek goddess Hera by any chance?”.
“I am, Mr. Welles,” the goddess answered, “I’m a big fan of yours so I came down from Mount Olympus to help you beat Bogey.”
Welles took Hera to the cafe where sat Gina and Bogey.
Bogey was looking dejected as he had been unable to find the goddess Hera sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach.
When Welles introduced the woman as Hera and swore on a King James Bible that he had found her sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach, Bogey objected, “I believe that you did find her sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach but how do we know this woman is really Hera?”.
Hera then called on the gods Zeus and Hermes to appear.
When they did so appearing out of thin air, Bogey conceded defeat while Gina looked very surprised.
Angered by his scavenger hunt loss, Bogey went for a car ride where he got into an accident losing several of his teeth.
As a result while adjusting to the loss of his teeth, Bogey was unable to speak clearly and therefore actor Peter Sellers (who was not then well known at the time but had a talent for imitating voices) was hired to dub some of Bogey’s lines speaking like Bogey.
Some of the lines had to be re-dubbed because Sellers instead of speaking like Bogey spoke like Indian actor Hrundi V. Bakshi whom Sellers would later play in the 1968 movie The Party.
And thus that was how through the help of the Greek goddess Hera, Welles was able to beat Bogey at a scavenger hunt.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday June 10th
2021.
Tanaka and The Pendlebrook Lyre
British MP Renfield R. Renfield was taking a stroll through a London park.
By chance, he happened to hear a lovely musical melody being played.
He looked and noticed a beautiful young woman playing a lyre.
He recognized the woman.
He had met her on a few occasions.
She was the Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka.
She was wearing a beautiful and elegant classical Grecian dress.
When she had finished playing, she passed her lyre to the bandstand security detail for safekeeping and approached Renfield.
“Hello, Mr. Renfield,” she greeted him, “How are you?”.
“Very well, thank you, Tanaka,” Renfield tipped his hat, “And you?”.
“I’m very well, thank you,” she smiled.
“That was a lovely lyre you were playing,” Renfield noted, “Where did you get it?”.
“I bought it from the Dashwood Forrest Art Gallery,” she answered, “who purchased it from the Pendlebrook Estate.”
“Ah yes, the Pendlebrook Estate,” Renfield nodded, “I understand the last Lord Pendlebrook died in Berlin, Germany on May 7th 1945 the same day that Germany unconditionally surrendered. But it took until early this year before the Estate was finally settled. And that only happened because one of the sole remaining litigant/claimants died after receiving the Covid-19 vaccine. Otherwise the matter might still be before the courts. It was like a long running Charles Dickens Bleak House novel.”
“So I understand,” Tanaka replied.
“That lyre certainly sounded divine,” Renfield acknowledged, “I wonder how the Pendlebrook family got ahold of it?”.
“According to a Pendlebrook family journal that Dashwood Forrest also purchased,” Tanaka explained, “Lord Peter Pendlebrook the First acquired it in 1810 after seeing a woman jump off a Cornish cliff into the sea during a raging sea storm. Pendlebrook rushed to the cliff but saw no sign of the woman. However he discovered that she had left a lyre behind. This is that same lyre.”
“It appears,” Renfield commented, “that the Pendlebrook lyre is like a good Scotch whisky. It gets better with age.”
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday June 8th
2021.
Amphitrite Answers The Call of The Sea
Greek goddess Amphitrite answers the call of the sea
The year was 1810.
The place was a cliff on England’s Cornish coast.
And Amphitrite the wife of Poseidon and the Greek goddess of the sea happened to be sitting on a cliff playing her lyre.
She had been doing her global daily swim across the world’s oceans and seas when she suddenly felt a new melody entering her mind.
She had left the salty waters deciding to compose this new melody on land.
As she sat there playing her lyre and composing her melody, the waves of the sea suddenly started pounding beneath her and a storm came up.
She could hear the dolphins and the mermaids of the sea calling for her.
Some undersea emergency had come up and the dolphins and the mermaids
wanted her help.
She jumped up.
And then dove into the sea.
Leaving her lyre behind.
Lord Peter Pendlebrook had been walking along the cliffs of Cornwall and had noticed the woman who he didn’t know was a goddess.
He had heard her playing her lyre and thought, “What a lovely melody.”
He then noticed the seas suddenly becoming stormy.
“A sudden change in the weather,” Lord Peter Pendlebrook commented as he checked the barometer that sat atop his hat.
Then he suddenly noticed the woman diving into the sea.
“No, no, no!” Lord Peter Pendlebrook cried, “Don’t end it all. Life is worth living. Let’s talk.”
He came to the edge of the cliff and looked down sadly.
The waves churned and roared beneath him.
“I don’t suppose she survived the fall,” Lord Peter Pendlebrook thought mournfully to himself, “If I dive in to try to save her, it will be two deaths instead of one.”
Pendlebrook picked up the woman’s lyre and then walked back to his carriage some distance away which returned him to the inn where he was staying.
As he sat in the carriage, Lord Peter (who had a very good ear for music) played the melody on the lyre that he had heard the woman playing before she jumped.
“Strange,” he thought to himself, “Such a joyful melody she had been playing before she jumped. Makes one wonder why she jumped.”
Far away Amphitrite had answered the call of the sea.
The problems facing the dolphins and mermaids had been solved.
Thus the seas calmed down.
The only problem was she had left her lyre behind on that cliff.
She returned to fetch it.
But it was gone.
“I hope whoever took it will be very happy,” she said and dove back into the sea.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday June 6th 2021.
Meili and The Immortal Fox
Meili’s mother had vanished when she was young.
One day they were walking through the woods when a fierce storm came up.
Meili’s mother Niang had called out to the heavens for protection for her daughter.
The storm ceased but Meili’s mother had gone.
Although Meili did see a small fox disappear in the direction of a shrine in the woods.
Today was the day Meili was to be presented at the Imperial court.
How Meili wished her mother was here to help prepare her for her presentation at court.
As Meili sat in her bedroom wishing that, a small fox entered the room.
The fox went and stood by Meili.
A mist rose and became Meili’s mother Niang.
Niang helped Meili dress and then the crowning touch was when Niang put her blue sapphire broach in Meili’s hair.
It was then Meili realized that her mother Niang was truly a goddess.
Huxian Niangniang.
Fox Immortal Lady.
-A short story
written by Christopher
Saturday May 29th
2020.
Dashwood Forrest Visits The Cornish Coast
Dashwood Forrest the owner and curator of the Dashwood Forrest Art Gallery in London decided to spend a few days away from London.
He decided to visit the coast of Cornwall and checked into a comfortable Bed and Breakfast in a small village on the Cornish coast.
He had heard on the radio in his room that a ferocious storm was approaching the coast.
Instead of being frightened by it, Forrest was excited about the idea of watching a storm on the Cornish coast.
It brought back those old stories of pirates and cutthroats and shipwrecks and ghosts that he had heard about the Cornish coast as a child.
He put on his heavy rainjacket and headed down to the cliff near the village to watch the storm unfold.
As he sat on the edge of the cliff, Forrest watched the tempest begin.
Storm clouds turned from gray to fierce black.
The waves churned and roared with all the fearsome turbulence the angry sea had to offer.
A streak of lightning came down seeking to pierce and slice the waves while thunder roared its approval.
Forrest thought he heard a voice cry out, “It’s a long way from the Cape of Good Hope to the coast of Cornwall.”
Strange, Forrest thought.
And then he looked and saw that infamous ghost ship The Flying Dutchman being tossed to and fro through the combatting waves while an eerie green ghostly light surrounded the ship and its torn masts.
The ship crashed and was torn apart on the jagged rocks under the cliff below.
Bodies of men appeared on the beach.
Bodies that quickly became skeletons.
And then turned to dust.
The broken wood of the ship seemed to vanish among the sea foam that washed up on to the beach.
Forrest sat there petrified and staring in disbelief at what he saw.
Meanwhile in London, Dashwood Forrest’s good friend Sherrielock Holmes was looking after the gallery for him.
British MP Renfield R. Renfield entered the gallery.
“Where’s Dashwood?” Renfeld asked.
“He’s taking a well deserved vacation,” Sherrielock answered, “Down to the Cornish coast.”
“Good for him,” Renfield nodded, “So any new items in the gallery?”.
“In fact, a new parcel came in this evening,” Sherrielock replied, “Containing a most magnificent and unusual painting. I’ve already had it unpacked and put on the wall over there.”
Renfield went over to look at the painting.
“I have the feeling,” Renfield remarked, “that Dashwood will be very surprised when he sees this.”
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday May 28th
2021.
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