You'd think after a while that I would feel like vampires are the worst thing in the world. Which they are, since they kind of create the other worst things.
So, you've got Lord whats it, and he definitely runs the show. There are a bunch of other fangers too, and they can be kind of uppity, but by and large, Lord whats it doesn't take any crap. So you've got all of the kidnapped problem children hold up in a secure area, but a fanger can't be up all hours of the day being a jailer.
So, there are three types of people at Camp biteme; Victims, Zombies and Tainted. That's right, Zombies. Hang on, we'll get to them, although they aren't particularly exciting. Let's start with Victims, because they are the most common.
You are kept in a cell with no window, maybe a lightbulb, maybe not. It's not important that you see. Sometimes, it's better that you can't. It's up to your fanger the level of upkeep you get, but don't expect much. You're fed and watered, usually you can wash. Sometimes there's a place where you can take a dump. Sometimes there's just a spot that's been designated.
And you wait. Some fangers have books for their herd. Some have TV. Some will supply drugs or alcohol to their herd, but victims will only see that if it's almost fright night, and then din din. On fright night, when the fanger decides it's time to feed, he'll let the jailers know. Some fangers stay in the tower, most do not. I guess it's a sign of weakness or servitude to accept Lord Whats it's charity.
On fright night you're own particular horror will come to feed. Usually a jailer will drag you to an old Barbers chair and restrain you. They'll slap you around a little. They want you scared, it pumps hormones into your blood and it you don't taste just right, well, there's lots of room as a victim for a failed jailer.
Then he feeds on you. Don't believe any of that bullshit about it feeling magical and wonderful and better than sex. It's pain, and fear and rape.
If your fangers the type he will erase your memory of it, as much as he can. You will always remember the chair.
Most aren't that type, so once in a while you'll get a visit from Lord Whats it, and won't that send your fanger and your jailers into a tizzy. He (or she, we don't discriminate here, but since gender doesn't mean anything anymore what difference does it make) he will come in and take the victim, sit you in the chair. You expect him to feed right, but he'll tell you to calm down. He's not going to hurt you.
You're expecting the tear at your neck, the pain and the weakness. That feeling like you're going to die, but this is much worse.
He's in your mind. At first hes just poking around into any thought you may have had, going through it like you would the junk drawer in a kitchen. He'll stop every now and again, to turn over the thought in both your heads, but mostly he isn't interested in your thoughts. He focuses on the moment your own, personal nightmare was feeding off you and he uses that moment to leap into the thoughts of your creature, using your mind as a conduit of sorts. He will freeze you in that moment, that terrifying moment when you feel your life force draining away. Don't try and resist. He will just pin you harder and curse you for wasting his energy. Help him, let him into the moment. Help him by thinking about it, free up that little extra bandwidth, or whatever you want to call it.
He will call you a good little beast, maybe you'll get an extra crumb to eat. I know what you're thinking that the jailers will just take it, but they should know better because Lord Whats it will know, the next time he tosses your mind and then erases it, he will know whether you got your crumb and the jailer who took your treat will pay dearly for it. No one disobeys Lord Whats it, ever, and if he says you're getting another plate of gruel well, by all the sinners in hell you will be getting another plate of gruel.
Mark my words.Sent from my Iphone
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