A corpse transforms into a thing very unlike the person who inhabited it minutes before. Louis has visited this transformation on strangers and friends alike. Eternal life, and it is steeped in nothing but death.
“You know, I just spoke with a man who actually lives in outer space. Or, not on Earth. No one like that where I come from… or when. He encountered life previously unknown to us. Not little green spacemen exactly, but… things that were just fiction to me before. The unexplained, or rather the undiscovered."
He suspects, but can’t know, that Konstantin is giving only a little truth. Louis himself cannot start a vampire scare in town. He fixes him with an unblinking stare.
“Monsters do roam. Humans are very capable of the most abhorrent mischief. Hunt not the monster but the one who causes him. In my country, many an innocent man has been killed by those claimin’ to do justice. They become the monsters they hate.”
God he could go for a cigarette. Or a drink of the sanguine kind. Poor manners to do that here though.
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“You know, I just spoke with a man who actually lives in outer space. Or, not on Earth. No one like that where I come from… or when. He encountered life previously unknown to us. Not little green spacemen exactly, but… things that were just fiction to me before. The unexplained, or rather the undiscovered."
He suspects, but can’t know, that Konstantin is giving only a little truth. Louis himself cannot start a vampire scare in town. He fixes him with an unblinking stare.
“Monsters do roam. Humans are very capable of the most abhorrent mischief. Hunt not the monster but the one who causes him. In my country, many an innocent man has been killed by those claimin’ to do justice. They become the monsters they hate.”
God he could go for a cigarette. Or a drink of the sanguine kind. Poor manners to do that here though.