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The lights are out.

Spooky. Guess that means we don't have to do our homework.

No, it means it's time for a ghost story.

Who's got one? I know this one about this guy. He escapes from this mental

institute and then he kills this couple. Right, and he had a hook, didn't he?

Yeah. Carl, we're vampires.

It takes a lot more than that to scare us. I've got one. It's very scary.

Shoot. Is everyone listening?

Once there was a beautiful noble woman, Lady Diana Valmont.

She had fiery red hair and a passion for hunting.

Her errors never missed the mark.

Boring. One day, a vampire prince fell madly in love with her. She was human,

right? But she never feared him, for he vowed his love was pure.

One night while on a hunt, the vampire prince, aroused by the sight of blood,

fell into a frenzy and blew her.

That's not scary.

That's my life.

Every year on the anniversary of her death, Lady Diana of Almonte comes back

human form to slay with her silver arrow any vampire who dares to love a mortal.

Ouch.

This ghost story is just another vehicle for your pat vampire morality, Meryl.

No, it's true.

And guess what else?

What? Tomorrow night is the anniversary of her death.

What was that?

Someone's coming.

When the great eclipse plunged the world into darkness, the vampire race erupted

in a civil war.

The bloodthirsty fury battled with the enlightened elders for domination of the

undead. In desperation, the elders gathered up those young vampires that

be saved and entrusted them to me.

To humanize them, to tame their instincts, and teach them how to live

mortals.

Ghost stories are not simply child's play.

They speak to us about our deepest desires and fears.

Every person has their own ghost story which they carry with them, hidden from

view.

Hello?

Hello, miss?

Miss.

I'm not Miss.

I'm Dylan.

And I'm beat.

Hey, Drew.

Throw me the polish?

Hello?

Hey, man.

Anybody home?

Send Sherry the sketch and poem like you said, but I haven't heard back.

All right, some guy talk. I'm in.

So you want to know, is she playing hard to get or does she just hate my guts,

right? Haven't you ever been stuck on someone?

Yeah, Kathy Dristel.

Sophomore. Looks, brains, the whole enchilada.

She turned me down cold five times.

So what should I do?

Drew, make contact.

I could write her a letter.

Good.

I'll get you a quill and some ink.

What? Oh, come on, Drew.

You're courting Sherry like it's the 18th century.

Get with the program.

So then how should I get in contact with her?

Hmm, let me think.

Uh, how about the phone?

Give her a call? Why not?

I mean, what's the worst thing that can happen? She has call display, doesn't

recognize the number, and lets the phone ring.

Yeah, but what if she answers?

Oh, then the fun begins.

Sorry, there's no record of your acceptance.

Use the mail.

Take your chances.

I guess I'll just have to take your word that your parents sent the papers.

I guess you will.

You'll share a room with Sherry Woods while her roommate is away on tour with

her father.

I don't share well.

You'll learn.

Take the stairs to the mezzanine. It's the second door on your left.

That's it?

You're done with me? Oh, no.

We're just beginning.

I have memorized your face, curve of your nose, color of your eyes, the

of your lips.

Each night before I sleep, I repeat it to myself.

which bed is mine pardon me fine i'll take this one that's my bed okay then

take the other one same difference excuse me who are you they put me here

your roommate gets back nobody told me surprise maybe i should call dr murdoch

and check on this this was his idea okay so let's just get over it

hello sherry

Yes. Give me the phone.

Who's calling, please?

Um, it's Drew.

One moment, please.

It's Drew.

Hello? Sharon.

Yes?

Listen, it's Drew.

I need to see you.

Really? Look, I know you're probably upset, and I can't blame you.

I don't know, Drew.

Sherry, please.

You have to let me explain.

There's nothing to explain. We met, we talked, it's over.

Just give me another chance.

Look, if you feel anything for me at all, you'll meet me tonight.

Name the place, any place, I will be there.

Sherry?

Okay.

tonight at the Roadhouse around midnight just before closing.

Yes.

You're messing with me, right?

Oh, my God.

You're seeing Sherry again, aren't you?

What are you talking about? The Lady Valmont, remember?

Her silver arrow never misses the mark.

Clever. Very clever.

She's warning you, Drew.

This thing with Sherry continues.

It could be fatal.

Is everybody in on this or just you?

This isn't a joke, Drew.

See?

The earth engraved.

D .V., Dan of Alma.

Imagine that.

Do you really think I'd go through all this trouble just to scare you? Yes. And

why would I do that?

Because I'm in love with Sherry and not you.

If you weren't dead already, I'd kill you myself.

You gonna finish that donut?

Yeah, I was thinking about it.

I'm Dylan.

Who are you?

Nick.

You just ate my donut.

Yeah.

And now I'm gonna have your milk.

I haven't seen you around.

Who are you dorming with?

The princess in the tower.

Sure.

What's her story?

Wealthy parents.

Chopped her off here like a daycare.

Poor little rich girl.

My heart bleeds.

What about this Drew guy?

Drew? Who's Drew?

Prince Charming, her boyfriend.

She doesn't have a boyfriend.

Oops. Did I just let the cat out of the bag?

Sorry, Nick.

You know, that donut didn't quite cut it. Third place around here where I

grab a bite.

There's a Thunder Road house.

Sort of a local hangout.

I could take you.

That's okay.

I'll check it out myself. It's open late, right?

Midnight or so?

The Lady Valmont of noble blood, betrothed to His Highness Prince Monk

lover and also her murderer.

See? The crest in the book matches the one on the arrow. Uncanny.

True, you've got to believe me.

If you meet Sarah tonight, you could be in real danger.

Okay, Meryl.

Okay. Let's say this is for real and Lady Valmont comes back for revenge.

What do I care? Her vendetta doesn't apply to me. My love is pure. I bet the

vampire prince said the same thing before he killed her.

I'm not going to send Sherry up tonight.

I don't know why you bother with him, Meryl. I mean, a moment ago you told me

you'd kill him yourself if he wasn't already dead.

We're trying to be human, remember?

All right, what are we dealing with here? A ghost, what?

Well, the legend says she comes back in human form, so... So she could be

anybody around here.

Hey, who's the new girl? Who?

The redhead.

I'm here, so what do you want?

Dylan Vanderson.

Your application didn't arrive.

So does that mean you're kicking me out?

No, just keeping you posted.

To play.

Only for money.

You can't even buy a chocolate bar for 35 cents.

That's all I have.

Care to wager?

How about the shirt off my back?

Did you see that? Red hair.

Excellent marksman.

Dylan Vanderson.

Dee Dee!

Diana Valmont!

How do you know my name?

I asked you a question.

I like your style.

Dark hair, white skin.

It's like you've been living under a rock.

Have you?

Who are you?

You have beautiful eyes.

I think a little silver stud would look stunning right here. Okay, look, whoever

you are, please leave. I'm waiting for someone.

Aren't we all?

I have a date.

It's Sherry.

Who are you?

And what do you want?

Uh, street mat?

Black ticket?

Bill voucher?

Not really what you'd expect from nobility.

Lady Valmont has been here.

I can sense her energy.

Her anger.

Look, I just said we bust her and we ask questions later.

You're not drinking your soda. How do you know about Sherry?

I like it here.

Excuse me, but I believe you're in my seat.

Sherry. Why do I get the feeling this isn't a coincidence?

Look, we may have to share a room, but that doesn't mean we're going to be

sharing anything else.

Not into threesome?

Oh, too bad.

Did you tell her about us? No, she answered the phone when you called about

tonight.

Right.

I wasn't sure you were going to make it.

I showed her?

Yeah.

Oh, you look beautiful.

Thanks.

Um, did you get here okay? I hope you didn't get too wet in the rain.

Umbrella, great invention.

Right.

What can I get you? A soda or something?

Nothing right now.

I'm so glad you're here.

Oh, ghost -busting tires me out.

Supernatural entities usually leave mystic traces.

Sometimes I can see them just beneath the surface of things.

Really? What color underwear am I wearing?

Hey.

Want to get away with it yourself?

The 80s are back, you know.

I think 1 ,480.

What are you talking about?

That's a medieval writing habit.

Um... It's a halted dress, Meryl.

Are you okay?

We're in serious trouble.

Yeah, we already know that.

Lady Valmont has taken human form. Yeah, and that's why I failed to take the

redhead.

You know, I've grown up a lot since we first met.

I want something solid, something real.

This is real.

I'm real.

Are you?

I won't hurt you, if that's what you mean.

How can you be so sure?

Look, the first time we met, I knew there was a connection.

I have to follow that instinct.

Instinct? Is that what you call it?

Some emotions are so deep and strong, you just don't question them.

If it's so strong, why did you walk out on me? I was trying to protect you. From

what? It's complicated, but it will never happen again. I promise.

People have made promises to me before.

You're just going to have to trust me.

Why should I?

You're all alike.

You take love and you twist it.

You mangle it to do your own purposes.

What are you talking about?

You. You're her.

You're Lady Valmont.

You're a vampire.

You want to kill Sherry just as my prince killed me.

You are murderous incarnation.

You can't love, only devour. You deserve to die.

My love for Sherry is pure.

And I will prove it.

No.

No.

Some ghost stories are there to challenge us, inspiring us to slay the

win the princess.

Others are there to reveal who we are and where we come from.

Your application arrived today, just like you said it would.

Surprised?

Cover letter says you're due next week.

Want me to go come back in a week?

No.

I'll see you in class tomorrow, Dylan Vanderson.

Dr. Murdoch.

I came early because I was hungry and needed a place to sleep.

Well, now you have one.