The Sad Part Was by Prabda Yoon

Author:Prabda Yoon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tilted Axis Press
Published: 2017-02-17T22:05:35+00:00

The Disappearance of a She-Vampire in Pattaya

Before she disappeared, she was spotted arm in arm with a bald, burly Russian. At least that was the rumour, picked up and passed on by the motorbike-taxi drivers who plied their trade at the entrance to Pattaya Walking Street. But some of the local bar girls recalled otherwise. Russian my ass, they said, she left with a boy, a skinny kid, eight years old, or maybe ten.

The drivers were one hundred percent certain that she was dead – murdered. They were willing to bet that her body would have been hacked to pieces, stuffed into a trash bag, weighted down, and then tossed into the ocean not too far from the shore. The bar girls, on the other hand, were convinced that she and the boy had gone overseas. Maybe even to Europe, to start a new life. Good for her, they said, human blood is all contaminated nowadays. There’s no way of telling what filth you might be drinking. If a vampire can manage to quit the habit, she ought to get out of the game while she still can. Sure, people might say she’s betraying her own kind, or even herself, but so what? Being a vampire in Pattaya isn’t what it was. That’s the long and short of it.

And the official line taken by the police? According to them, she’d never existed in the first place. And as someone who doesn’t exist can’t flee the country any more than they can get hacked to bits, there was nothing for them to investigate. You’d have to be crazy to think we’d waste our time on a tall tale like that. If you’re talking about the bar girls, the whores, the lady boys, the chicks with dicks, the go-go dancers, the drug dealers, OK, fair enough, them you’ll find everywhere. As for the Russian mafia, let’s both do ourselves a favour and leave that one well alone. But the vampires of Pattaya? That’s nothing but a story people made up to keep their kids from straying too near the Walking Street.

You’re not going to buy that shit, are you? the elderly coconut vendor spat, his voice dripping scorn. Of course she existed. She bought two of my coconuts. One for herself, one for her victim. She had a big heart, that vampire.

No matter how widely opinions diverged as to the nature and cause of her disappearance, almost everyone maintained that she had been a creature of flesh and blood, and oh, what flesh and blood it had been! You’d have had to see her for yourself to understand. Those dark eyes might stir up a shiver of fear but they also held you rapt, and not through any kind of sorcery, but because her beauty cast a spell of its own. When the wind caught her long black hair, it streamed out behind her like a piece of the night sky had come undone.

She wasn’t a Pattaya native, and the local vampires considered her something of an upstart, a common bloodsucker encroaching on their territory.

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