Have you ever had the feeling you were being watched?
I have.
That prickling on the back of your neck that causes all your hairs to stand on end, and you know, you just know, there's something there behind you, ...
Well, there is.
A horrible, hairless Vampire sits there on my desk shelf stalking my every movement with her furious, blood red eyes. She's been that way for over a year, and she hasn't aged a bit.
I even found her once, attempting to murder Twilight. She caused the pattern files to fall on top of The Doctor, with her usual malicious intent. Luckily he was able to reach his sonic doohickey and save the day.
She's there right now.
Watching me.
I just know it.
I think I'll give her an apple. ;)


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