The Blood Bank
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"How is the blood drive going?" asked a doctor called Dr. Death at the local hosipital where he worked.
"Good," said Astra who ran it with her husband Max.
"It is a bit odd?" said Dr. Death.
"What?" asked Astra.
"Vampires running a blood drive," said Dr. Death.
"We are doing this for a good cause," said Astra Queen of vampires.
"What you and Max get free feed on tap?" asked Dr. Death.
"No food for the poor vampires of Queenscross," said Astra.
"Blake how it going," asked her husband Max.
"Good," said Dr. Death, "you know the Red Fox will be up in arms If he realized this is for vampires."
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īģŋRachel is a lover of gothic poetry and the stories of Emily Dickinson, Poe, and other poets and writers. She writes in a gothic sometimes romantic, and somewhat eclectic style
Is a classic prolific writer.
