Humorous #Paranormal tale about a spnky budding scientist who discovers something - someone - unexpected in a cave. He's a vampire, and he soon goes to a hospital for the undead.
Ellie is a budding scientist working at Dogwood Canyon, a beautiful park and preserve in the Ozarks. She goes back inside a cave she recently discovered,only to find a secret room and a darker secret beyond.
She meets a vampire who hasn't had a meal in a LONG time. He mistakes her for his lover.
Along the way, Ellie discovers a whole new world she never knew existed; she meets a ghoul urse, a strange doctor, and a hospital for the undead
This is a humorous paranormal novella.
Excerpt
Throbbing pain woke Ellie. She shivered and wondered where she was until her mind cleared enough to recount the events that had caused her to be in the hidden vault within the cave. She reached up and felt her head. Dried blood covered a jagged cut. "Why isn't there more blood from this?" Head wounds tended to be among the messiest. She sat slowly, cradling her pounding head.
Memory of the moving dead man gave her a snowball-frigid feeling in the pit of her stomach. She looked between tousled strands of hair at a man-shaped mark on the floor where the porcelain stranger had been. "No. I must be imagining things…" Ignoring the throbs of pain, she crawled to the spot where he had lain. Snail slow, she reached out a finger and touched the dry ground. "At least I'm not seeing things."
Maybe she was not intellectually sound after that knock on the head. "Unless I'm suffering from concussion and don't know any better. Let's see… I'm Ellie Mae Harris. It's Tuesday, and the president is Obama." Pleased to have passed the severe-brain-injury tests, she dug in her backpack for painkiller and her bottle of water. "Of course, there's nobody here to ask if I'm right about all that... but I think I am."
She laughed at herself. "I certainly haven't lost the habit of talking out loud to myself. I'll take that as a good sign. Beats the alternative."
She leaned against a cool, moist stalagmite, closed her eyes and waited anxiously for the meds to make her head stop hammering. Waiting for pain to abate was about as useful as watching a pot of water come to a boil, so she began considering what might have happened to Porcelain Man.
How could anyone staked through the heart find the strength to move? No doubt he had gone to search for food. Ellie dug in her pack again. She always carried a protein bar and some trail mix because her work often kept her in the field for hours. He had not disturbed her pack.
"I wish he would have taken my food instead of climbing down. Good thing he didn't decide to eat me." Her nervous laugh bounced around the cave in search of the previous one.
She fingered the jagged cut again and wondered how she had managed to shed so little blood. The thought that maybe he lapped it up like a hungry hound crossed her mind, but she dismissed that chill thought with a shiver. “Ellie, you’ve read too many horror stories.”
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