Vampire Page #3

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- Is that gonna be a problem for you?

- No, no, no, that's fine.

Thank you.

Okay. All right.

15 minutes?

Okay, just please hurry.

So where did you say it crashed?

Watch out for the dog sh*t

there, sweetie.

No! No!

Stop it!

No! No!

This isn't the hard part,

holding her down at first.

- Get off me!

- That's why I go to judo every week.

I won't kill her just yet.

It's better alive, right?

Three minutes of asphyxiation?

Seem to do the trick.

Hypoxia, panic impedes

her ability to think.

But then again, it didn't seem like

she had much thought

up here before.

Am I right?

Where are you going, sweetheart?

Oh. Hi. Hi.

You want some?

That's rape.

Nothing more, nothing less,

just rape.

What?

You're a sorry sorry son of a b*tch,

you f***ing maniac.

We both are.

Is there...

Is there more than I know of?

How many have you taken so far?

I... I can help.

What are you gonna do

with the body?

- Well, I don't...

- What are you gonna do with the body?

I don't gamble like you.

I play it safe.

I will take her home.

Her bones...

I just crush them up

and spread them in the ocean.

The flesh I just put in a pot

with cayenne pepper,

boil it and make a nice...

Pull over.

- Pull over the car. Pull it over.

- I'm not gonna kill...

- Pull over!

- Okay.

Did you have too much

to drink tonight?

Are you all right?

All right, everyone,

these are the biology exams.

Uh, we should get started

in a few minutes.

Please put your binders away.

Five, four, three,

two, one.

Good luck.

Dave, eyes on your paper, please.

Hi. You're home.

What are you doing in here?

- Hey, hey, hey.

- This one's different.

What are you doing in here?

What are you trying to do?

Detach it.

- Take it off?

- Yeah.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

It's okay.

I'm sorry.

What are you...

What are you doing here?

The building manager let me in.

- How did you get in here?

- He let me in.

Oh, wow, she just

starts moving around

as soon as she's free, huh?

Yeah.

So he... I'm sorry,

the building manager let you in?

Yeah, sorry. Do you have

extra keys to your apartment?

Can I have one?

Uh, no.

I only have one key.

- Really?

- Yes.

That's pretty risky.

I mean, what would

you do if you lost it?

I probably have five

or six copies of my own keys,

and when I leave the house

I bring at least two of them with me.

Listen to me. You need to call

before you come over here, okay?

- I mean...

- I did.

We could be busy.

We could be doing some...

I did call.

You didn't pick up.

- I didn't?

- No.

You should probably

check your messages more often.

Yeah.

Oh sh*t.

Um,

and by the way, can...

Can you stay out

of my room? Um...

- Sure.

- This should be off-limits.

I'll remember that next time.

Hey, Mina,

what are you doing?

Mina, come down

from there, okay?

Going

Mina.

Do you really want to die?

Let me ask you something, Mina.

Do you know yourself?

You who decides to kill yourself...

but do you really know

who you are?

Do you know that self?

I mean, there are

60 trillion cells inside of you.

Do you know that?

I mean, how often

do you think about that?

Mina.

I don't.

Yes, you do.

You think about them all the time.

You just don't think about it

in the right way. I mean...

If your body is

an apartment complex,

those 60 trillion cells

are your... your tenants.

They need ventilation, right?

So you breathe.

They need nourishment,

so you eat.

When they seek renewal,

they nudge you with a little bit of a...

sexual urge.

What you do is what they need.

You have five senses, Mina:

Sight, smell, sound, taste...

and touch.

But what is their purpose?

To see the world outside.

To see everything,

to feel everything,

to taste everything,

to touch everything.

But they're completely useless

when it comes to seeing

what's inside of you.

Right?

When you're eating something,

at what point

do you not feel it anymore?

About here?

I mean, there's a party

going on inside of you,

but you're not invited.

The only time they nudge you again

is when it's time

to get rid of the garbage.

But don't fool yourself.

They need you.

They need you

to see the outside world,

like a submarine crew.

You're their sonar.

That is your function.

You need to feed them.

Everyone forgets

they're just a slave to them.

You're just a slave.

And you start thinking about yourself.

And you start thinking

about your death

and not theirs.

And it's not fair,

because they're the ones living,

not you.

You may be dead already.

Now I really want to kill myself.

Oh no.

Well...

now that's exactly

the opposite of what I want.

All I'm saying, Mina...

all I'm saying

is you

don't have to die.

Okay?

Thank you, Mr. Williams.

Let's get you home.

You're sure you're not gonna do

anything crazy on your own, right?

Sorry.

I was just... kidding.

I just wanted you to look at me.

Really?

Good night.

Bye.

12 times now I have tried

to kill myself already,

and God just won't let me die.

It's like I'm testing myself...

how much can I keep believing in Him?

How much can He keep forgiving me?

Maybe

I'm just testing Him.

But then one day I realized

that God doesn't ever die,

that He's incapable of dying.

So how can He know

the first thing about death?

That's like asking a newborn baby

about how to live life.

His existence has

nothing to do with death.

He has nothing to do with death.

Okay.

Can you please bring your computer?

I don't want any record

of our communication.

Or I could just delete those.

No. No, the police

can still retrieve it.

After I'm dead,

I don't want anyone knowing

that it was me.

Get in.

Oh. No, I brought my own car.

I was planning on taking it.

We're going in this.

Just get in the back.

Lapis Lazuli.

Mandala.

I'm Gargoyle.

Hi.

- I'm Gallows.

- Hi.

You thought you were going to be

the only one, didn't you?

Yeah, I guess I did.

Sorry.

Couldn't choose just one.

I'm... I'm Ladybird.

Do you want some coffee?

We have coffee.

Of if you're...?

I made sandwiches.

I mean, do you want...

want a sandwich?

Here you go.

Done deal.

Ladies and gentlemen, shall we?

Have you heard about the Vampire?

Supposedly

targeting people like us

who wanna die.

That's the guy who killed that woman

by draining her blood, right?

What was her name?

Rumor says it was Jellyfish.

Who's Jellyfish?

Well, she was a regular

member on Side by Cide.

After that incident

there hasn't been

a single post of hers,

so people think it was her.

She stops posting on a suicide site...

naturally you'd figure

she killed herself.

Either way it means Jellyfish

has left this world.

Vampires are real?

This is it.

Nice place, huh?

So let's hear your ideas.

For what?

Our suicide method.

I brought a gun.

Someone shoot me.

That'd be murder. We want

to commit suicide, not murder someone.

I brought some charcoal.

It's clean and painless.

You pass out first,

and be dead before you know it.

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