“After deep meditation and talking it through it was decided we’d venture to his house together. As it was we were young, cocky, and naïve enough to believe with our conjoining attributes that we’d be nearly invincible. Jim calling upon enlightenment, and guardian angels, and with me calling upon strength and shielded protection, we were on out way at the crack of dawn. When we got there it was unlike anything we had hoped or expected. This vampire was no fool. It wasn’t the seventeenth century anymore. All his windows were dual-pane and deeply tinted, as to keep out the deadly UV rays. No wooded furniture or even running water. Further more he no longer slept during the day.
“Why the prince chose me, I can only speculate, but had it not been for my brother, as previously mention I never would have made it out alive. Shortly after splitting up to search the house, I found the vampire prince reading the Bible none the less in front of a grand fireplace, made entirely of marble. Upon seeing him I immediately forgot as to why I was there. He spoke to me in a cold, yet sophisticated and soothing manner. Telling of how, if read carefully the Bible confirmed all the fears of existent beings, so many were confident could not exist. Before I knew it his cold dead hands caressed my cheeks as he sank his teeth into my neck. I can’t explain it, but I enjoyed it, I was enthralled by the feel, and lost in a new form of blissfulness. When my brother walked in grabbing the my necklace, which had somehow fallen off, holding it, he pointed it towards the prince, and said something in Latin causing him to flee, before he could finish me off. My brother took my limp body back to the Vatican, where I woke three months later, after receiving several blood transfusions performed by the Vatican with the blood of my brother. It was during my stay here, I found most of what I spoke of previously.
“What the vampire said intrigued me, and I sought out to find such relevance, and it was true, so clear, yet to many so cryptic. The Bible clearly spoke of unknown and unexplainable creatures that would be bestowed in the ends of time being deeply feared and possessing unearthly powers. All the folklore had in fact been undeciphered warnings’. There were/are vampires, ghosts’, werewolves, and so on, and so forth. The knowledgeable warnings had been sitting under our noses this entire time!” “Shut the fuck up! I am tired of this; I think we are all tired of this! Who do you think you’re kidding, huh? Seeking out “Dracula”, and being miraculously saved. All these cryptic, yet obvious messages of monsters; do you seek to make us paranoid, is that it? You know since we're in the “end of days”, and all. Why should we believe you, why should we even stay?” Spoken from a nerve-wrecked father, trying to calm his children. “By the time you all leave you’ll posses no reason not to believe me. If you would like to endanger you and your family’s lives, than by all means don’t let me stop you from entering into the whaling winds and pouring rain. Know that the blood which would be spilt would lie upon your hands, not mine!” Aaron retorted in outrage. “Fine, but what of this thirteen O’clock thing already, I think we have a right to know?” “You do. I will be getting to that soon enough, but it is imperative if you are to understand that you be patient and listen carefully, to that in which is to follow.”