Everything was all right until the new people came in and settled down amongst us; we tried to be friendly . . . but we had old habits and old hungers that were hard to let go. But we kept it down to a minimum.
Elias Wilson was the one who did us in. He was a brand-spanking new dentist up from one of the big cities in the lowlands. He had a lot of book-learning, and he knew quite a bit about us. So he got folks stirred up, and they got to harassing us something fierce. Because he was a dentist, it was his damned idea to bring us in, plunk us in his chair and pull ever blessed tooth in our mouths.
Every time he finished, he'd slap whichever one of us who was in the chair on the shoulder, grin and say with a nasty laugh:
"No charge for vampires. Now get on outta here and have yourself a nice day!