Larten sneaked out from his van around 8 to go shopping. For some reason he felt like he owed Darren a gift. As a vampire, it was easy to sneak pass everyone. Well, not everyone.
The hand tapped Mr. Crepsley on his shoulder. Mr. Crepsley jumped in surprise.
" Going some where Larten" said Mr. Tall with a big, hideous grin.
" Uh.. Yes, I was just going out on……uh…… vampire business" Larten replied. Mr. Tall continued to smile
" There is a shopping center a mile south of here" said Mr. Tall. " Buy him something nice."
" First of all, who is 'him'" said Larten, as if he didn't know. " Second, why would I need to buy this person something."
" Because Darren is your apprentice. And if you don't. Well, does the spring of 1948 ring a bell? How about France, 1951 to 1954? Ah, how about Alice Corbell? She was the only woman who…"
" Enough Hibernius. I understand. I must get Darren a gift or else you'll tell all my secrets."
" Actually, I will poison your food and once your dead, I will dress you in that yellow sun dress you wore on August 5, 1973. Only then, will I tell your secrets."
" You're a horrible friend" Mr. Crepsley said as he went away. Mr. Tall was then left laughing his low, croaky laugh.