The coroner confirmed that there were two puncture marks in the neck, and he felt that was where the blood was drained. He paused, as if he wasn't sure he was sane, or if he thought I would consider him insane.
He took me to the body and uncovered Candy's face, pointing to the neck. "Here's where the puncture wounds were." They were gone.
"Doctor, this is unbelievable, but I believe you. I saw them myself at the crime scene." A could hear the doctor breathe a sigh of relief.
"I don't understand it," he said. "We are in the stone age of science, but I can only think of one thing, and that's not science, that's supernatural - out of my realm of believability."
"I thought the same thing you are now, at the crime scene." But when I got home, I started thinking.
My great grandfather was a doctor by the name of Abraham Van Helsing. He claimed to have come across a vampire in his day - so my relatives like to tell. It made me interested in his notes. I need to find them.
"Your name's Yamamoto? but on the paternal side was a Van Helsing?"
"Sakamoto. And Van Helsing was on my maternal side - Picture bride and all, but it wasn't legal at the time, you know, between Whites and Asians. So, their daughter married a Japanese man, and their daughter, my mother married a man named Sakamoto."
"Oh, well. I didn't mean to pry into your family history."
"That's okay. I have a feeling I'm going to start prying into it myself."
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