von Jacques Pinard Brown (Copyright)

Batty was flying through space with the newfound anticipation of fresh blood.

On his way to ‘the place’ however, he had to make a stop again at ‘the other place’, seeing as it was on the way. He wafted gently to the ground.

He met the strange bat again and they said their hello’s. “I want to introduce you to someone.” Said the strange bat. That was when Batty laid his eyes on the prettiest little blue-eyed bat he had ever seen. “What’s your name, pretty little bat?” Batty asked her. “Belinda.” She said “And if what I hear is true we have something in common, we both love blood. Love the T-shirt, by the way.” “I knew you two were meant for each other.” Said the strange bat.

Yes, Belinda was also a vampire bat, and she and Batty immediately hit it off. They went out for a night on the town, and went to party at The Main Vein. In the background Meatloaf was singing ‘Bat out of Hell.’ After they had drunk a few Bloody Mary’s Belinda said, “Where can we find some real action, Batty?” Batty replied, “I know where, at ‘the place’, where I come from, I have my suspicions that there are many people and much blood. But first, lets go and prepare ourselves, for it is a long flap away.”

They flew to the top of the highest tower in town and sat on the ledge. Batty rolled them each a joint. They smoked it and then flew around in the ritual predatory circles of bats about to venture into the deep black night.

Then they dressed in new garb out of their backpacks. She put on a pair of faded blue stretch denims and a T-shirt that said THERE’S A BLOODSUCKER BORN EVERY MINUTE. And Batty changed his old shirt for a fresh one that said BLOOD, SMOKE AND TEARS.

Then they kissed gently. Gently, for kissing with fangs is a delicate operation, and took hands as they flew off into the everlasting darkness of space.

So sons and daughters, beware, this very night, in the dark reaches of space, two vampire bats are flying in search of the earth, in search of mankind, in search of blood.