Lockdown Vampire's
Day One
Everything's going to shit. The government insists lockdown is the way to go. I'm not so sure. Hiding from the night terrors will just make them bolder.
I'm lucky, I'm away from towns and cities. I don't even live in a village. I should be safe here. I was already in solitary confinement before the Sister's made themselves known. Living the dream, just like that guy in Zombieland. Only this isn't a movie and they aren't zombie's, they're fucking vampires. Dangerous, dominant, rip-your fucking throat out, female vampire's.
Why are there no male vampires? Why is it that only women get turned? The government don't seem to know. Their best guess is that it's some sort of virus that affects the X chromosome. If that's true, then it should still affect men, shouldn't it? They got to be wrong. This isn't biology, this is way beyond the stuff our scientists know.
They should have researched the myths. The clue's in the name: Sister's of **Annis**. Annis was never a myth. I know. I've been researching her and her daughter's for years. I was even in contact with one of their pet's; Sophie. Pretty girl, punk and funny. Never met her though. She sent me every book and leaflet The Grimoire had on them. It cost me a lot of money, but it was worth it. At least I've got an idea what's going to happen. The media haven't. A lot of people on social media think the government's trying to repress our freedoms. But if they knew what I know they'd nail their doors shut, bar their windows. Put bars on the bars.
According to the books this shit is like shamanism before the pagans jumped on the christian bandwagon and preached light and love and 'An it Harm None'. Before they stopped head hunting and sacrificing animals. The Sister's are fucking primal. As hot and wild as a spurting volcano, fierce and furious like a biblical storm, yet seductively sensual. Imagine Aphrodite fused every porn star and adept of tantric sex into one body. That's one of the Sister's.
Sounds good, doesn't it? But it's not that fucking easy. Because they aren't out to make hot, sensual love. They're out for our blood and fucking balls. Women'll be alright. They'll become pets or predators. But us men, we're fucked. All these years and it leads to this.
I've got a plan. I'm gonna keep a low profile, just like I always do. Keep my head down. Don't get noticed. I want to survive. Whatever the cost. It's not a brave new world, it's a scary as fuck, the Sister's of Annis are gonna slaughter us, very old world returning.
And you know what the worst part is? I can't go out at night. That was my time. Everything was quiet, most people were asleep. Yeah, the Sister's were out there, lost in the darkness, stalking, feeding, stealing people. Only now it's got fucking real and people don't know what to do.
I'll write more. If I last long enough. Share what I've learned. Maybe we'll get through it, return things to normal. Maybe we'll bite the bullet or surrender to the Sisters.
