The Bloody Chronicles of Richard Murphy
#1: No Time to Run
Chapter 1
It was a handsome day in Cape Breton; the summer was just at its stage of cool breezes and rather warm weather. To most, it would seem a perfect day to go swimming, get a tan, gobble up an ice cream cone, go for a run or simply sit down and read a book. To Richard, it seemed a perfectly normal day to mourn, to wonder, and to hide under the covers of his bed in fright.
Why? Maybe the reason was that he had just led his friend to death. Or maybe it was because he had recently found out that he was a vampire. Or maybe it was because he had also found out that both of his parents were vampires, had gotten killed because they were vampires and that his friend had gotten killed for the same reason. What are the chances that I might die too?, he wondered, Big.
Richard's parents and Sam had all died of the same cause. This cause was not disease, but murder. This murderer was no mortal, he was a vampire-one who would be shaping up Richard's life for quite some time...
TO BE CONTINUED...