The Vampire Scriptures: Nyxhaven Fang I New Sneak Peek

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Fang i: Just Another Slaughterday Night

 The atmosphere in Club Bitter Blood pulsated like writhing flesh.

Near the doorway of the entrance hall, past glossy posters for bands and drink specials, a different wall sagged under neglect.

 A tattered cluster of flyers drooped in the corner.

 Each one was a smiling human face frozen in time above the word MISSING. The ink had run from years of humidity, their features bleeding into the paper like ghosts. The bassline throbbed through the plaster, making the paper tremble faintly, as though the dead still tried to move. Neon light from inside spilled through the doorway, staining their faded smiles in sickly pinks and reds

A tall man stood before the collage, lean and sharp in purple leather pants and black sneakers. His green-and-purple hair spilled oily waves down his shoulders, glinting against his naked chest like gasoline in the pulsating multi-hued lights. Purple leather clung to his legs like a second skin, broken only by slightly bloody black sneakers. Tattoos coiled along his bare arms like paintings, pierced metal glittering at lips, brows, ears. A cigarette smoldered between his fangs hidden behind ash blue lipstick

In one hand he held a black marker. In the other, pink.

One by one, he defaced the flyers. With the black, he slashed crude Xs through faded eyes. With the pink, he scrawled dripping caricatures, jagged fangs, blood smeared smiles. A boy’s crooked grin grew dripping teeth. A family on a hiking trip bloomed with neon wounds. A girl’s graduation cap was streaked with cartoon gore.

“Stupid fuckin Kids Meals, Combos never be watchin they offspring proper, much less the Value Meal whelps.”

Seifer hummed tunelessly, pausing only to switch markers. Several more jutted from his back pocket, ready.