IX

IX

In a cenotaph of skin

two of the Vampires

danced around

just out of Mandrake's firing range

as they snacked slowly

over the remains of two teenagers

whose throats they had slit

only shortly before.

Both of them they laughed to themselves

had tried running down the corridor 
after been outside by chance  

to escape once the feasting began

when they first heard the screaming
start expanding from the concert hall. 

They ran down the first flight of stairs

then the second

and even the third

before they looked at each other

their legs frozen into blocks of ice
almost like they weren't following 
the rest of their bodies request
just before the bottom. 

'Oh my god' One of them cried

'He isn't here' The Vampire laughed.

'But I am' Mandrake stepped out of the room
dripping in a mixture of blood and sweat. 

But both of the students were dead

and the vampires had ran off into the street

drunk on their blood.