The last gleam in the sky fled, abandoning the town in its cowardice. Any doors still open shut and every empty bed was filled. Except for one. Somewhere inside a stately mansion, fiendish eyes opened; their owner stood.
The ruler of the night wandered the streets, as capricious as death and as quiet as despair. Throughout the nocturnal hours, no disturbance dared break out for fear of him. It had been so for months. He retired only when herald rays cried that the sun would soon take up again its inescapable watch over the world.
"Anything happen last night?"
"'Course not, not ever since we elected a vampire mayor."
"Only clever thing we ever did in this town. Used to be three robberies a day. My thanks to His Honor again." With that last, he doffed his cap and bowed toward the mayoral mansion, and several joined him in that.
Finis
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