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        I had time to act.  The vampires can move quickly, but all that gas spilling onto the ground takes a few precious seconds I can use.  These vamps were escorted by three others, and all of them were pure human.        I leapt over my bed and started to fire into the doorway.  I could tell the first shots hit someone at least, and they fell to the ground.  I didn’t dare stop moving, so I used my momentum to carry myself into the next fucker I saw.  He was pinned, and a quick snap of my jaws made sure he wasn’t a problem.  Yeah, he wasn’t a problem, but the girl with a gun behind me was.  I braced myself, and flinched

        I suppose that this goes down in the record book as a fuckup.  It’s salvageable, but it’s still a fuckup.  The gang didn’t waste time putting me in the van and dragging me all the way to the apartment.  I thought they would be buzzing with questions, but they weren’t.  It was a cold silence that filled the van.  The kind of silence I think Judas would have felt if Jesus was not a forgiving man.        Once we reached home, I was escorted to the common room whilst Jack unloaded the spoils of war.  I was sat down and tied to a chair with a spare set of fuzzy handcuffs Jack had in his room.  The chair was one of

        Sanders Street is near the bay.  The rhythmic beating of the waves against the concrete was almost hypnotic, and a little mystical under the light of the full moon.  Not a mystical in the sense of finding a unicorn in an enchanted forest, but the kind of mystical where you know something beyond your understanding is watching.  A paranoid kind of mystical.        The apartment where I was to meet whoever it was that wanted me dead was completely vacant.  But it wasn’t abandoned.  I didn’t need to open the door to the building to know that something was moving in there.  Given the full moon, I had a hunch.  I pulled up my