Feb. 24th, 2013

I’m feeling a bit smug as I leave Tyrol’s estate, so I stop at the edge of the artificial pond to confirm my impression. There’s still the sense of wrongness in looking at water that’s so utterly transparent and bereft of reflection, but now that I know what I’m looking at it’s not nearly as unsettling.

I hate waiting around and I always think better when I’m moving, so I wander around town some more before heading back to the bakery just before sunset.

“So, you’ve figured it out,” Bel says as she lets me in. It isn’t a question.

“You knew,” I say. It isn’t one, either.

“I was waiting for someone else to say it first,” she says.

“Vampire,” I say.

“In the water or above ground?”

“Very possibly both,” I say. “But I’m afraid I can’t say for sure. I want to see what happens tonight.”

“You can’t mean to go out,” she says.

“No. I will if I have to, but I mean to stay indoors,” I say. “I think your upstairs windows should give a good enough view of the square.”

“You can try, but the fog gets pretty thick,” she says. “But then, I’ve never tried looking for long. I’m not one to tempt fate.”

“Then why have you stayed?”

“Many reasons, some better than others,” she says. “It’s hard to credit a thought about vampires during the day, and impossible to leave at night. Also, this is my home. I wouldn’t settle down and stay somewhere that was haunted, but I already lived here and this… thing… moved in. I’d like to find out if we can do anything about it before I move out.”

“Well said,” I say.

“So, can we?”

“I’m afraid I don’t know… yet.”



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