Entry #81

Let’s Talk Business
by Mystico

“Mr. Johnson.”

“Mr. Drake.”

“A pleasure to meet you. You requested my …services?”

“Indeed. I have recently been plagued by…fatigue. Helplessness. I have everything. And nothing.”

“They always say that, or they will not see me. I have read your profile. One at the pinnacle of your career, my dear man. With a family, and children with lives almost as successful. How could you possibly have nothing? It will not make sense.”

“You don’t understand.”

“Your disease is only a temporary setback. You will emerge a stronger person. There is no need to go such lengths. To avoid that one obstacle. Without you, your company will crash and you know it. Of all that have darkened the threshold of my quarters, I have seen none so selfish.”

“No! I cannot let others see me vulnerable, emancipated. I will be stigmatized. That cannot happen. The world can burn for all I care. You will help me. I can easily pay for others if you do not. DO YOU GET ME?”

“Watch the tone, sir. Please, take a seat. Enjoy your last drink.”

Mr. Johnson awoke in the moonlight. He looked around. Was it over? Was this hell?

He felt his neck, but could not find the two promised punctures.

Fur erupted from every pore, fangs burst from raw gums, finger extended into claws and he fell to all fours.

NO!

Deserving, smirked the vampire as he pocketed the serum, that the inner beast in him be released.