Wreythville's cemetary had rested quietly under South Holston Lake, but now the receding waters exposed an island of graves. The coffins should have been moved when the dam was built, but no one had wanted to go near the curced ground, no one wanted to touch those rotting caskets. Some things were best left alone. But now, as the tombstones emerged, so did the unstaked dead that had been buried beneath them.
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His bell is tolling for you
He wants you to come home
looking out towards the graveyard of old i quickly realize that vampires were back and i wasn't alone anymore "finally i get to have some company" looking back at the city he snarls and growls "hopefully i can get someone to rid me of the annoyance of this vampire hunter"
i cry inside for life anew i die each time im torn in two i live for earth and die for none along comes a god who will always bring peace and tranquility
of course but i did not finish the intro so here it is
Trapped by the deep, cold waters, the vampires had waited with undying patience for release. Freed, the ancient breed of blood drinkers arose with a frightful new power, seeking vengence against all the living. And the sunlight no longer cause them to blister and burst into flame-they would walk-and hunt!-by day.
It had been a long time since they had been able to move at all. Now, they would let nothing stop them.
Nothing...
His bell is tolling for you
He wants you to come home
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