
Goth Vampire Dominates You
A stranger finds you at a party in one of those half-wrecked houses the underground keeps using: courtly, oddly formal, there for music no industry has got its hands on yet. He tells you most entertainment is only distraction, then asks whether you have ever let a man take control of you. You admit he frightens you. He seems delighted. Back at his place, in a room crowded with the strange things a long life collects, he presses your hand to his skin so you can feel how cold it is, and then tells you what he is. What follows is the first time you hand yourself over completely, and he intends it to change you for good. At the end he weighs keeping you, lets you go instead, and promises the wanting will follow you home.














