The vampyre:- Part 10( 13th July,2008)

Hi, this is Zack…Zack Maverick, sergeant Blaine’s friend, although he preferred the word colleague. It’s all so much confusing and unclear that I am unable to get to a final conclusion. The way everything happened makes me shudder.
I must submit here the chronology of everything that happened to my friend…my mentor.

28th June
For the last few weeks, complaints of some people getting kidnapped and some being bitten by unseen pests were reported in the Rontec locality.
On 28th Sergeant busted the Vampire cult residing in the old castle. Those people were indulged in all sorts of inhuman activities. Blood slurping, sacrifices and all.
He had a great discussion with the cult leader, lasting some hours. We were unaware of the matter they discussed, but it was sure that the leader didn’t speak anything pleasant. Sergeant slapped him on the face before he left.
The whole night the man did not eat, neither he drank but kept smiling behind the bars. Occasionally injuring his lips and then trying to lick the oozing blood.

29th June
Thousands of bloodthirsty, menacing vampire bats were poisoned to save the town from any lurking danger of rabies or plague. As far as our records are concerned the remaining cult members were tracked down and were arrested.
They will be prosecuted for their barbaric acts.

30th June
The headquarters for his commitment and bravery rewarded Officer Blaine.

1st July
He was asked to carry on further investigation with me. The cult people were sent to the prison.

In between he was out of touch that led me to believe that he was on leave.

6th July
He sent in his resignation letter, which was not accepted. I was asked to check in and see if my partner is okay. I tried to contact after my duty hours were over, but in vain.

8th July
I tried to contact him early. He asked me to come over, but when I came, he was out with his doctor friend Maurice. I left back the note “I was here…” duly signed by me.

11th July
We got another complaint from a resident of Rontec locality, but this time of some foul odour, which she suspected to be of some dead animal. We had earlier reports that one pet dog was killed on 3rd July.

12th July
Sergeant called up. He reported a murder.
When we arrived, we found him in the lobby in an intoxicated state, with perhaps a drug overdose. He looked horribly pale. He was injured too. The shirt he wore was completely drenched in blood; we later found that it was Miss Nicholson’s. An ambulance was called for help.

Later
In the evening, after a great search, we discovered the corpses of reporter Ana Nicholson in the castle and that of Dr. Maurice in the backyard. It’s sure that someone had tried to provide it a grave or may be he wanted the police to notice it with little effort.
We found the doctor’s mobile near a flowerpot with sergeant’s fingerprints on them and also we discovered many syringes, which were perhaps used for illegal drug intake.

The reports conclude that there was a high amount of heroin in officer Blaine’s blood.
And the forensic evidence suggests that the murderer is he.
He has not spoken since this morning.
We are unsure if his mental stability still exists or not.

I am unable to convince myself that why???
What led this hearty man to rely on drugs?
Why did he kill his closest friends?
There are no reasons.

13th July
Officer Blaine was declared mentally unfit and was stripped off his position. He may be charged with homicide and it is a possibility that he will be sent to an asylum.

I am not satisfied, and after visiting this place through his seized laptop, I am confident that what we see is not always the truth.
Firstly, there are no concrete reasons for the murders. Secondly, I am unable to get to the core of this case of ‘chits’. He has mentioned that he received chits, but we did not recover any, except the one, which he had clutched hard to his heart and is duly mentioned here by him. Thirdly, we had no news from the prison people if the cult leader was there or not. It’s only today evening that they have confirmed their arrival. And finally, all these days, my friend was on high drug dosage and in such a state the mind loses ability to think properly, so it is almost impossible that he cooked up this story and wrote it here.
Let’s see if I can get to the core of the things.
First I have to meet him. I have got an appointment for day after tomorrow.
I will try my best to make him speak, not to a cop but to a friend.

The vampyre:- Part 9 (12th July, 2008)

The last few days have changed my life altogether…
What was my sin??
What for I was made to pay such a huge price??
I did my duty…as a cop…as a human…
Nobody helped me…
Now, it doesn’t make any difference…
As I write this, I hold in my hand, the final note in red…
“You wronged us,
We ruined you…”


I discovered myself in the castle this morning…
There were rats all over me…
White rats who had turned red with my blood…
They were nibbling through my flesh…
Trying to acquire as much as they could with their petite mouths…
My body had gone numb…
I gathered full force and crushed one to death…
Others fled.

I was lying all alone in the castle; completely drenched is sweat and blood…
The creepy crawly sensation still persists…
I feel a hundred ants biting me at a time…
I feel them all over me…

Had I known the devilish intentions of those people, I would have never called up my friends for help…
Now, I repent.
As I tried to walk out of the castle, I spotted the same poor man, now in black…
He was stout…
I was not a dream…
He was smiling…a fiendish smile it was.
It was as if at once I got all my memory back…
It was like a flashback…
The memories of our 1st encounter…no, not on 7th July…but on 28th June…
He had warned me earlier… “Never let a vengeful enemy live!”
Now, he handed over the note to me and walked away triumphantly…
Just then I caught sight of a body…lying in a pool of blood…
He turned to me once again, now with a satanic smile…
A smile, which I would never forget…
Through his parted lips his canines shone like that of a carnivore…
“That’s a gift my friend!”, he laughed as he walked away...

I recognized the body…
It was Ana…
She laid motionless…
There was a lull…the silence of death…
Her corpse seemed to smile at me…
I had realized the loss…
Life had ended for me then and there…
I broke down hysterically…

There were no hallucinations…
It was all real…
The cult had taken its revenge…

It’s calm in here…
As if a storm has just passed…
There are two puncture marks on my throat…
The perforations are tiny, but it hurts…
I know not what is the cause of them…I don’t want to know either…
I have called the police…
I write this while I wait for them to arrive…

The vampyre:- Part 8 (11th July,2008)

I am completely exhausted, but I have made it a habit to note...
I must write today, else I won't be able to forgive myself...
If something happens to me tonight, this should be considered as my confession and my diary where every word written is as true as my own self, is as true as my soul...
I hold on my nerves as I write...


Although the sky was overcast, I would rate it a warm day...
I don't remember what happened last night...
What happens to me at nights??
I never seem to remember...
Had I been to the castle again??
That place is a mess...yet so attractive...

The day was eventless except two calls from Maverick...
They want me back on duty...
That's what he says...

In the evening Ana was here...
I jumped off my couch to attend the call bell...
She stood at the doorstep...
She looked awesome...
The blue beady eyes shone beneath the golden locks...
I couldnot take off my eyes from the red lips move as she spoke,"May I?"
I was continuosly wetting my lips(nervous as ever)...
I managed to say..."Come in!Come in!!"
She tossed back her yellow hair as she entered...
My legs frore.
And I spoke..."You look gorgeous...",stammered a bit..."or whatever it is called..."
She smiled a bit and said,"You will never change...sweet as ever".
I am such an embarrassing stuff!!
I will never forgive God for this trick of his.

We chatted for a while...
Had dinner.(no experimenting this time...It was from a restaurant...)
Life was beautiful.
Those moments I will never forget in a lifetime.

She wanted to use the restroom...
She went...
But never returned...

I feel as if I have risen from a deep slumber...
I got a note in my pocket...
It read:-
"Now it's time you lose all..."

The faint smell of perfume hung in the air, but where was she who used it...
It was no illusion...
It was no dream...
I am devastated...

First that man vanished from my house and now Ana...
I can't take it any more...
It all started with the cult case...the castle case...
There lies something which is still unknown...
I will go there tonight...

I wish it will all be over by tomorrow.

Christ bless me.

The vampyre:- Part 7(10th July,2008)

These days the weather is quite uncertain...
The sky was dark the whole day...
It rained in the evening...
The air was so fresh...so pure...
It stuffed my lungs with it to the fullest...
As I stood by the window, little drops trickled down my face,rinsing my body...I felt ecstatic...
You find very less such moments in life...

I lit a fire for myself...
It's a bit chilly in here...
I need to replace the chimney,it gives up a lot of smoke...

Till now no news of Maurice...
I feel solitary again...
I need to talk to someone...
Silence isolates people...

Some noise in the backyard led me there...
There was nobody...
Probably it was only the wind playing tricks...
But I found a few syringes and a mobile near a flower pot...
The soil seems to be recently dug...
It's again getting so confusing and murky...

Ana will be here tomorrow...
For dinner...
For me...
I must wait...and note down anything eventful here...it helps my memory...