Alexander
“Tell me, what exactly happens to vampires in the daytime?” Fiona asked, narrowing her pale blue eyes up at me thoughtfully. “What happens if they are exposed to sunlight? If, say…”
She pursed her lips, hesitating.
She was avoiding uttering the words: “if their tombs were bombed and they were exposed.” Because neither of us was eager to actively consider doing such a thing anymore, after that meeting.
My wife and I had said goodbye to our employee and consultant and were now walking, hand in hand, back to the West Wing.
“They burn,” I answered. “It happens pretty quick. They burn to ash.”
“Hm. And what about… what are they like, down there in their hiding places? I know they have to go somewhere that is fully dark to avoid the light. But are they asleep, in some way? Are th
