Do you want to live forever? he said, as we kissed passionately, his voice smooth as silk sheets.
Yes, yes, I said breathlessly, more than anything, and he plunged his fangs
into my neck. I cried out and felt my warm blood escape.
I tried to move, to stop him, as he pitched clod after clod of earth down onto me, but I was already too weak. I felt my vision fading.
This, he said, this is how we live forever.
By not living at all.