Dracula Theory by Jack Wallen

Author:Jack Wallen [Wallen, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-26T16:00:00+00:00

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Van Helsing wasn’t speaking in vain or out of turn. He did lead us to a most formidable-looking church, as though the mighty hand of God forged the very walls, doors, and windows. To be more specific, he led us directly to St. Mary’s Cathedral. The building was a massive edifice that never failed to make me appreciate my own lack of faith in organized religion. Instead of being humble in the face of God, this parsonage mocked Him with gilded wings crafted of pound notes and 24-carat gold. The machinations of profit were powerful within the walls of St. Mary’s, and no one ever dared take them on for the cause.

“I know the cardinal here. In fact, the man owes me a favor or two.” Van Helsing pointed to a statue standing sentinel beside the entryway. “That was one of my discoveries. Crafted in the fifteenth century by a blind nun. I turned it over to St. Mary’s, knowing it would place me in their good graces, as well as their debt. Today, they take the first of many steps toward repayment.”

“Abraham.” A kind-faced man, covered from neck to foot in the robes of his faith, entered. He wore a gentle smile on his youthful face and carried himself with an absolute certainty. “What brings you back to the fold? Have you discovered another relic to be displayed in our house of God?”

The two men shook hands and shared a laugh.

“No, Father Davith. This time around, it is I that will be holding his hand out for a bit of help.”

The priest’s eyes lit up. “Of course. The church is always willing to help those in need. What can I do for you, old friend?”

“First, I need you to be of an open mind. What I am about to say to you will sound as though the devil himself has made a playground of my tongue. Can you abide that for me?”

“When have you ever known me to have a closed mind?”

“Well said, Father Davith.”

“Just Davith, please. We’re friends.”

“Very well, Davith.” Van Helsing fell silent. The look on his face made it clear he was weighing his options. What those options were, I had no clue. “This city is about to be under attack.”

“Blessed be,” Davith exclaimed. “By what?”

“Vampires.”

Davith stared at Abraham for an extended moment, before breaking out into gales of laughter. “Oh, Abraham, you always know how to spin an amusing tale.”

“This isn’t a joke, father. The Baron Murray has made a grievous error by bringing one of the blood clan from Romania, hoping to market it as a fountain of youth. This enterprise was inspired by my own research. I was certain my studies were exhaustive. Unfortunately, something happened, something even I couldn’t have predicted.”

Davith took a seat in a front row pew. “Abraham, the vampire is nothing more than folklore.”

“No, Father, they are quite real,” I interrupted. “I’ve seen them with my very eyes. Their incisors are elongated and razor-sharp. They can transform into wolf and bat.

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