Personal Narrative: My First Vampire Killer

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On one dark, misty night we had to work overtime on the Ifle tower. I was if working on the top with a guy welding. That wasn’t my best choose as a job, but that ‘how I got the money to pay rent. I wanted to be the first vampire killer, but I’ve never seen one to know one. We weren’t making much progress up there anyways. When I’m finishing up and my sparks go flying, something flew through onto my level. The other guy went missing and there was a helmet with a trail of blood going up the side of the wall and into the ventilation. I untie my belt and walk across the steel beams. I can see a shadow up there. Blood starts to drip on my shoulder, and as I look up a figure of black with a stained red mouth came at me with the tackle