Hyung Grace Kwan was back from Seoul, South Korea.
As for Martini the vampiress with amnesia, Dracul had sent her to a psychiatrist friend of his in Baltimore, Doctor Morgana Jones to try hypnotherapy to see if her memory could be regained that way.
It would cost a little extra of course since these would be night time sessions seeing as how Martini was a vampiress and everything.
Hyung sat in her silk robe and watched the Michael Jackson memorial service on television.
She dabbed her eyes quite a bit.
"He truly is gone," Hyung said when the service was over.
Dracul didn't answer.
When he was younger and even today, he had found those Thriller lyrics so haunting and in some way prophetic,
Darkness falls across the land,
the midnight hour is close at hand...
And whosoever shall be found
without the soul for getting down
must stand and face the hounds of Hell
and rot inside a corpse's shell.
Now that Michael Jackson had been called out of this world, Dracul couldn't brush off the feeling that somehow those Thriller lyrics spoken by Vincent Price were coming true.
To be continued.
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