This isn’t part of anything, but it will likely be the short story for Patreon this week. I have a good feeling about this one. I hope.
Do you think airports all look alike? Try traveling via an airtight steel box. One that’s been locked from the outside. When they finally let you out, it always takes a minute or two to really convince yourself that you’ve traveled anywhere at all. It could all be an elaborate plot, you know. Something that the humans came up with to screw with your mind. Because they all hate our kind, and want us to go mad before they stake us and leave out our corpses to be burned by the sun!
Yeah, I realized right about then that I was having a touch of blood-crash, so I pulled out a chew of redgum and started chewing it. I started calming down right away. Right, right, the steel box was to block any stray UV rays and the lock was so that the rest of the airplane didn’t have to worry about a vampire freaking out suddenly about being so high. It wasn’t a plot. It’s how vampires got to be able to fly places, these days. All of that muttering was just vampiric paranoia from being too close to the Sun for a couple of hours.
Except for the part about how humans still hate our kind. A lot of them do. And I can’t say that I can complain about it too much.