The Vampiress Morgana's Concert

"Oh shit!" Renfield had encountered something that really really really bugged him.

He had received a mass message (delivered to him and hundreds of others) in his Universal Inbox at a blogging site he belonged to- to go and read a pulse (the site's equivalent of a Twitter tweet) on how slow and boring the blogging site had become.


* * *

Heathcliff Dionysus Campbell finished his sandwich and looked over at the person who had just blown five bullets from his gun into the computer screen at the Internet Cafe where Mr. Dionysus Campbell was eating.

"That looks like that nasty Renfield," Heathcliff purred to his pussy Oysterella, "we better leave before he sees us."

* * *

Heathcliff took the limousine over to St. James' Park where the Vampiress Morgana was performing her first heavy metal concert.

Morgana was dressed in a tight fitting black mini dress, black silk fishnet nylon stockings and diamond studded leather dominatrix boots.

"It's a good thing I'm gay," Heathcliff Dionysus Campbell whispered to Oysterella, "otherwise I'd probably be having a tremendous erection right now."


* * *



The Vampiress Morgana sang the following song,

Oh Dracul can you hear it?
The Phantom of the Opera is inside your mind!
Why do you feel like the Phantom all the time?
Where is your Christine to ease your mind?

You need your Muse
or you'll blow a fuse
because the Phantom of the Opera is there
inside your mind.
You are that Phantom much of the time
beyond reason, beyond rhyme
you cannot abide the world's filthy slime.

You stand tall
at the ball
but behind the masks you cannot see
so then abide with me
in the dark
feel that spark
grab my hand
join the band
a nocturnal feast
with the Beast.

Come Dracul
be not a fool
join with me
you will see
the power I have
why not grab
and be One with me
you will see.

* * *

Dracul Van Helsing stood at the window of his London hotel room and peered through his binoculars at the vision of the Vampiress Morgana in her tight fitting black mini dress, black silk fishnet nylon stockings and diamond studded leather dominatrix boots.

The maid behind him said, "What's that tall tower that appears to be rising in the window there? I don't recall seeing that in the landscape before."

"I'm not gay," was Dracul's reply.

And explanation.

To be continued.