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In 1887, Abraham Van Helsing began the Vampire Recordio.
A chronicle of the history of vampires.
The first entry details Lilith,
the most powerful and evil vampire to ever walk the Earth.
A cruel and spiteful creature,
Lilith gained control of the Vampire High Council...
Premo super thee per valde ferinus.
Forcing them to pay homage to her.
But the vampires rebelled.
They captured Lilith,
and placed her on trial before the vampire elders.
Too powerful to destroy outright,
the vampires led by Lord Drakulya used the nos ferate amulus.
- Guilty. - Guilty.
- Guilty. - Guilty.
We banished her from our world.
The amulets,
containing her wicked essence,
were scattered around the globe.
Please, I command you.
For centuries,
they lay dormant.
Until now.
Hey, Willie.
What's up, man? How's it goin'?
Oh, good, good, good. I'm just leavin' right now.
The ship is yours.
- All right, Willie. I'll see you later. - All right. Just, uh...
...lock up, on the way out.
Ooh, a lucky penny.
See ya.
Oh shit.
Hey, you can't park there.
Yeah? I just did.
Asshole.
Be out in a second.
Take your time.
Just, uh...
checkin' out your wares.
Hi. Can I help you?
Wow.
Felix was right.
You are gorgeous.
No wonder he didn't get anywhere with you.
I told your secretary,
and your lackey last week that I wasn't interested.
I know you did. But you didn't tell me.
- Okay, I'm not interested. - Look.
Due to some generous incentives by the city to clean up this area...
I can offer you now ten percent more than Felix did.
- I'm not interested. - And, additionally...
I'm gonna give you a ten thousand dollar moving fee.
Completely separate from escrow.
All right, it's just something from me to you.
- I'm not interested. - Alex.
Ms. Layton.
Ms. Layton.
I've spent millions of dollars securing all the properties in the area.
Save yours.
The city doesn't wanna let me break ground unless I...
I can prove to them that this development project is gonna work.
This is my mother's shop.
She left it to me.
I am not gonna just give it to some...
- cap - This offer is more than three times...
the value of your property.
You know that.
With that money you can buy a house in the Garden District,
- or and a vacation home. - I don't take vacations.
And I don't want a house in the Garden District.
Uh, you're getting in the way of progress, lady.
I'm sorry.
I really am. But I'm happy here.
It's people like you that make capitalism needlessly difficult.
You know what?
Call me when you come to your senses. All right?
Oh. Oh, oh. And the moving allowance...
is only good for tonight. All right?
At midnight, forget about it.
Mr. Bayne?
I think you're in danger.
Excuse me? Wait, wait, wait.
- Did you just threaten me? - No, I...
I sense things. And...
Right. The, uh...
the cult bookstore psychic B.S.
- But thanks though. - Seriously. I...
Hey! Whoa, no, no, no, no, no.
- Fellows, please, please, please. - I told you not to park there.
I know.
Thanks for stopping.
Well, you didn't really give me much of a choice.
My car, my cell phone, everything's dead.
- I thought I hit somebody, but now the - Calm down.
Calm down. I'll call for help for you, but I can't stick around, all right?
I'm in a hurry.
CarStar Center, this is Natalie Wright. How may I help you, Mr. Bayne?
Uh, yes, hi. Um, there's a lady stuck on the side of the road here.
- I think her car stalled. - Okay, sir.
Do you have any idea what's wrong with her vehicle?
Don't know, don't care.
OnStar treats roadside assistance cases as emergency situations.
I'll take care of this for you right away.
All right. Thank you.
All right. Help's on the way.
All right.
Thanks for stopping.
Good morning, Mr. Bayne
The nurse mentioned you were wakin' up.
You were unconscious for forty-eight hours.
How do you feel?
What happened?
Well, that's what we'd like to find out from you.
Look at my finger.
Now the police will want to speak to you.
Why did I get out of the car?
- Oh, my. - What?
It still hurts like hell.
Well, you have severe muscle damage.
You'll have to have a few sessions with the physical therapist.
Look, I really don't have the time to spend a couple 'a days a week...
in an office full of invalids.
All right, Mr. Bayne
You'll need to sign a against medical advice form.
Thank you.
Bayne and Associates. Can I help you?
Oh, oh, hi Ms. Johnson.
No, I'm sorry, I haven't heard anything.
Russell, are you okay?
Are you doin' okay? I heard about you.
Yeah, well...
- I've been better. - I was so worried about you.
- I tried to visit the hospital. - Did, uh...
did you get those plans from the city?
Yes. They're on your desk.
Mr. Bayne, could you open this, please?
How you feelin', boss?
Hey, did that Layton woman happen to call?
She's hot, right?
Look, would you focus for a millisecond?
Did she call?
- No. - Damn it.
We're gonna have to redraw all the plans...
and go through that whole dog and pony show with the architects...
if we don't break ground by the summer.
And we're gonna lose Starbucks. They want the space on Junction.
I'll deal with that.
Are you sure that we've done everything? I mean...
can't you slip some cash into the fire marshal's hands or...
- or have her place condemned? - I've tried it all, man.
She's smart, that one. And has a ridiculously perfect ass.
I think she cursed me.
- What? - Before I left...
I think that bitch cursed me.
She said that I was in danger, and then I had the accident.
Mr. Bayne.
Yes? Uh...
Felix.
I'm Detective Ladd.
I'd like to ask you a few questions about what happened.
Yeah. Uh, please, come in. Have a seat.
Thanks.
So...
did you know the victim?
No.
She, uh, she flagged my car down.
I, uh, s- called for roadside assistance for her.
- What attacked her and you? - I have no idea.
I wish I did.
It was just like, uh...
it was like a coyote or a...
wolf, or...
a, a bear. Only he was a, bigger and, a... and faster.
I'm tellin' you man, this whole thing happened so fast.
Why'd you get out the car?
I have no idea. S- stupidity.
You know, thinkin' that I could do somethin'.
Being a good Samaritan is never a bad thing.
Missing two days of work and havin' an f'ed up back's a good thing?
Sorry for your inconvenience.
- It's fine. - Look, if you happen to...
remember anything, give us a call.
The direct line to the homicide department.
Homicide?
What, doesn't that imply murder?
- Emily Van Becks was D.O.A. - Yeah, and, yeah, no kidding.
That was an animal attack.
Until the forensic pathologist can figure out what type of animal it was...
it's with us.
What do you mean? What...
What you don't have some type of teeth or hair samples?
Wha- I was kind'a lookin' forward to you guys tellin' me what it was.
So far it's all inconclusive.
None of the samples found at the scene match DNA of any known animals.
So maybe you got attacked by Big Foot.
Or a werewolf.
Uh, yeah.
Yeah.
Good day, buddy.
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