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had been three weeks after the event at the under ground casino. The more I walked at night the more I could see a nation of people gripped in a Frenzy of drugs, all kinds of drugs. Another truth amongst vampires is the need of pure blood; yes drugs affect us as it did that poor young vampiress that night so long ago.

I had to leave San Francisco, it was like watching the black plague ravage Europe, but it came to America and it was suffered by the vampire. I made my way out to the deep deserts of Arizona; it was like my own migration.

My reason was to be alone for a while and it seemed like the best place to go at the time. I wore linen off white suit with a match hat and pearl handle 45's, I drove a 67 Caddy. Feeling the wind in my air no one running or screaming, I finally was at peace with myself. With out warning my car blew out three tires. I walked for 26 days, than the hunger came to me.

I cross the hot desert with out food no animals to prey on then I saw it group of "flower children" on their own farm. The head of this house of love watched me drop from the lack of blood, he assume it was lack of water but hey who cares.



He and his people brought me in and tried to take care of me, than it happened someone gave me a sip of water that had l.s.d. My mind was racing, like made of pure power. My body felt stronger, than it happened again. I slaughtered the entire group except one." Was that fucking great man!! I was waiting to see when you were going to do it man and you did man, your fucking great man!!" This crazy man was jumping around the room, and the drug was spinning in my head, my heart was racing.



"Who the fuck is you" I screamed as I tried to stand but kept falling, my mind was not working with my body. "Me man, I a hunter, man. I spotted your trail 12 days ago; I followed you and beat you here." As I tried to stand he shackled my hands and put a collar around my neck. "Fuck off!" I tried to say, "Man I knew it would work man, as for these kids, hey you needed bate man." He opened a tool box and removed all the weapons he had, "I found this out at Woodstock, this little bitch dropped some acid and than this other little vampire bitch bit her and than freaked out and than it was easy to kill her."

I knew I was more or less fucked he had me tied up and my number was up. Than out of know where car pulls up and a man gets out, "EXCUSE ME!!" The hunter went out front to see who was yelling, as luck would have it, I was able to escape. I made it out the back door crawled the first car I saw. "THIS IS BULLSHIT, IM A DOCTOR OF JOURNALISM, SWYNE!!" He jumped in the car and we drove off. After about an hour I woke up to a man speaking to himself, I sat up and the driver saw me and screamed. He pulled to the side of the road jumped out and popped a pill. "Hunter?" It was Hunter S Thompson. "Oh my god, you were that big guy from the casino."







To Be Continued

What a lot of Vampires hate to remember is parts in our history where we almost died out. We remember our wars, our fights, but we hate to remember our mistakes. Let me give you an example.

The 1960's and 70's changed the world as we know it, the mortals made a big change to the world and this time non mortals were just along for the ride. It was 1971 and for a year I was running an underground Casino in San Francisco. My Baron had long returned his family back to the old country to wait out the madness of the Acid Revelation. Drugs was everywhere back than, in the 60's people woke up to the strange feeling of being high, the loose feeling of your mind as music shines in your eye's as fire works like up the night of a 4th of July night.

Men, women, kids, all ages opened their minds to more than what was be told to them. A time of Questions screamed its way into America’s TV. dinner eating nights. The Questions of love, life, happiness, and is this person better than me or are we all equals? Like the early days of Rome, Kings rose and fell; war ripped a hole in this country as sons went off to die for the greed of a Government.

All of this was the 1960's, for human kind it was enlightenment. For immortals it was the hardest time to survive for many young vampires. The drugs poised many young immortals that depend on man for food. The older soldiers like me learned to live with out human blood and lived on live stalk. It was if many Vampires suffered their own version of The Great Irish potatoes phenomena. With questions being asked by the humans, it put many immortal at risk. It was the time of secret police and new branches of government security offices had been created. In the 1970's the age of Nixon, Vietnam, Track 2 was upon us. And one person knew we walked the earth, well it was more like two. The First a man from something called Track 2, the other. Hunter S. Thompson.

Thompson learned that vampire get very sick when they have fed upon a junkie victim. I was in San Francisco and Thompson was the only living mortal in an underground Casino for vampires. A young female vampire was sitting next to Thompson, Thompson stepped out side to snort some k. than he saw it, the young vampire girl lured a hippie girl into the alley of the club, and she started to kiss the girl. The vampire sunk her fangs into the young girl’s neck. Midway through the feeding the vampire fell to her knees. Thompson ran into me as he tried to leave. I hit him and brought the vampire and the girl into my office. When Thompson woke he knew everything, the vampire was telling us she was swimming in a rainbow, Thompson figured out that for many vampires, feeding is like smoking weed. The hippie had swelled acid; her high mixed with the vampires feeding made her high 100 stronger than any human could take.

Drugs and Blood, makes us loose our minds. I let Thompson leave, I have no idea if he ever wrote a story on what happened, but that does mean he didn't.