Leon had been sure he'd seen a vampire as a kid. If only for a second. He'd been at the park with his mom, and there had been a man dressed in all black pushing his daughter on the swing in the shade. But when he'd laugh, Leon saw sharp fangs.

...or so he believed. He was too young to actually remember any details, but he'd convinced himself vampires existed after that. And he was determined to find at least one.

Leon sighed, sitting at the counter in the gas station he worked at. He couldn't wait to go home and read more fantasy books out vampires.