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BASEketball Nights
Written by Lavonne Eudy

Part Seven ANOTHER 200 YEARS LATER...

"...In other news, research for the generic blood being produced that is said to replenish itself has had some side effects that the Government is investigating now. It turns out that the ingestion of the blood may cause stomach rupturing due to the self-replenishing method that it was given. Scientists are trying to resolve the matter now."

Coop turned off the television. "Being immortal fucking sucks," he said. "What good is living forever if we're just going to be miserable?"

"I'm still trying to figure out how to die. I didn't know that the sun didn't kill us. It just makes us sleepy."

"And holy water had no kind of effect on us at all. But you know what, it's really great for baths."

"Oh yeah?" said Remer. "I didn't know that."

"Just add some baby oil, a little green tea extract and you get a smooth and refreshing bath without that stiffening later on."

"I'll try that," Remer said.

"Sooooooooo hungry...," said Squeak from the other side of the room.

"Oh, shut up, bitch!" Remer said. "We get the fucking idea, all right! I'm sick of hearing you whining all the--" he had slammed his fist down and onto the nail that had stuck out of the sofa for five years. He saw that he was bleeding, then.

"Fuck!" he said and started sucking on the wound to make it stop bleeding. Squeak stared at him with red-hot eyes, licking his lips. Remer caught this look and said, "Nuh uh. No way! Get away from me, bitch!"

Squeak pounced.

"Dude, what the fuck're you doing!" Coop yelled, jumping away from the couch. Finally, Remer's struggles ceased. Squeak arose full and satisfied.

"Hm... Not as good as mortal blood, but not bad."

"I don't believe it... You killed him!" Coop said. "You... actually killed him..."

Then he smiled. "Do me! My turn!" Just then Jenna came into the room.

"What are you doing, Kenny!" she said. When Squeak pulled away, some blood trickled down his lips.

"Save some for me!"




2000 YEARS LATER...

The world was lonely and desolate. A landscape of solitude and nothingness. Winds whipped through the thin branches of trees that fed off of the waste matter that was left from the once populated Earth full of human life and joy. Now it was a vast cemetery. No living thing, human, animal, even vampire existed. Once the humans were consumed and the vampires multiplied, the animals were sought after. After that resource drained, the vampires all turned to each other. Now nothing but the dirt remained of this once rich and beautiful world.

Suddenly, the silence of the environment was disrupted by the sounds of foot steps. A living being?...

Now there were two.

Jenna was wandering through the ghostly remnants of a past world. From thirty yards away, she saw another person. She ran up to whoever it was, and upon coming close enough, she saw that it was actually Squeak.

"Looking him up and down, she took a breath and said:

"I'm still not going to fuck you."

THE END


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