I once met a man from an old land, who told me of the creatures of the night please understand, he was a hunter by trade, before me a bloody wooden stake he laid, he muttered the blood is the life, looking at it I wonder why not use a knife, I asked what he did hunt with a stake, he said vampires before they wake, he used the stake I had no doubt, I said the dead do not go out, he knew I did not believe so he did apologize and took his leave.
