RAW SCRIPT : [ASMR] A Cemetery Bloodsucker [M4A] [Sinister] [Vampire Feeding] (Patreon)

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▶ Original Upload Date: November 26th, 2022

✪✪ Thanks to Magdalena O. for writing this script for me! ✪✪

• [1969, Highgate Cemetery, London]

VAMPIRE: (laughs) Well, well, well. Who do we have here? What are you doing in the cemetery so late at night? It could be dangerous here. (laughs) You are either stupid or crazy. Come on, I'll escort you to the exit. We will take the shortest path to the gate. So what are you doing here? Have you taken a stroll in Highgate Cemetery in London only to meet a vampire? You know these are just human urban legends? And nothing more? Do you really believe it? All such nonsense is as untrue as a children's bedtime story. Don't you think it's weird enough that not only the local but even the national press writes about a vampire? Probably in a moment there will be some extraordinary detective or paranormal medium who will want to capture and kill the vampire. Someone probably wants to become famous, fame and glory may bring him money. Whoever is responsible for this whole situation becomes popular almost like Queen Elizabeth herself. However, these are just gossip and slander. No vampires are here, but that doesn't mean you're safe. It's a cemetery. You can meet all sorts of suspicious people here, you know ... Thieves, vandals, murderers, kidnappers, students. You never know who you will meet. Are you not afraid of me? I can be one of them. (laughs) I don't look suspicious? Well, I'll take that as a compliment, thank you. But you're wrong, human. What a pity you are so stupid and imprudent. It's funny that you don't consider someone taller than seven feet suspicious and avoid showing you his face while standing in the dark. Here I am. The famous Highgate vampire.

Don't scream. The cemetery is big, besides, it's night. There is no living soul here except you. Are you not here specifically to meet me? Here I am. Are you happy to see me? I usually play with you pathetic mortals longer so that you have a second chance so you can understand who I am and get out of here, but I'm really not in the mood today for that. You see, David, the founder of an idiotic organization called the British Psychic and Occult Society, has been irritating me a lot lately. It is because of him that so many vampire hunters are staying at the cemetery lately. (laughs) Hunters! A gang of teenage vandals and idiots. They are destroying historic Victorian tombstones. They are trying to kill me using stakes and holy water. They don't know how to find me, so they dig up all the graves and throw garlic in them. (laughs) It doesn't work for real vampires. Do I look like a vampire from John Polidori's book? Ha! I have a better example. Some stupid kids think I'm the Dracula from that loser Bram Stoker's book. They consider me the king of the vampires and perform idiotic rituals designed to pretend to be satanic. (laughs) A bunch of morons! However, their behavior is frustrating and so is your presence here. You are probably in league with David. That's true? Was he the one who sent you? (pause)

You don't even know who he is? Oh, admit it, I know you're from him. (pause) Are you telling the truth? Then you admit it! The truth is what I know! Anyone who tells the truth is guilty! You will regret the moment your foot passed through the cemetery gates. You will remember your stupidity for the rest of your life. Wouldn't it be better to sit at home right now, drink tea and watch Monty Python's Flying Circus or Doctor Who on TV? Unfortunately, you won't make the evening news where they'll talk about me and you missing somewhere in Highgate Cemetery on Swains Lanc. I have an idea for a title that will appear in tomorrow's newspaper – “Another Disappearance - Another Vampire Victim?” This is not a very original title, but the information will be true. Pathetic mortal, you don't even know how bad a situation you are right now. Why do you think I brought you here? This is the farthest place from people. Nobody will find you here and hear you. Are you ready to be my victim? No? Oh, I don't wanna lie to you. It will be an enjoyable experience for me, of course. (laughs) It will be unpleasant for you, even terribly painful. But take it easy, it will only be like this at the beginning. After that, you'll get used to it. (laughs) If I were human, I would feel sorry for you. But I am not. Oh, don't shiver with fear. I can't concentrate on the intoxicating smell of your blood. Stand up straight! Do not slouch! Obey, depend on my will. Don't scream, I don't like it, I have good hearing. I hear your heart beating, the blood flowing through your veins and arteries. Your screams only make your situation worse. Oh come on. You do all of this to get me mad. Nobody's going to help you anymore. No crazy David, or his followers destroying graves in the cemetery, or any gang of other people, will come to your rescue. You are on your own. Come on, show me your neck. What is flowing in your veins is not your blood. This is our blood. Share it with those who need it. Share it with those who want it. Share it with those who feed on it. There are so many starving vampires in this town. Help one and feed him. Our miraculous fluid in your veins will awaken me to life, give me strength and energy. Oh, don't be selfish and egotistical. Thanks to you, a whole group of vampires can eat. You can do something great for the good of the majority, for the good of society. So what does your life mean when you can extend the life of an entire group of vampires? What you think is right and fair does not matter. Only what is necessary and inevitable is important. And what awaits you is inevitable.

Show me your neck. Tilt your head. Don't make me say it again. Oh yeah, stay in that position. (drinks blood) I wasn't wrong. Your blood is captivating. You will be our pet. Together with my vampire community we will keep you in the underground catacombs below the cemetery where we will visit you every night. What do you think? We'll have to take good care of you so that you won't get anemia. You will be of no use to us if you are sick. I'll take care of your red cells in our red cells. (laughs) Oh, don't make that face, it won't help you at all. Community life is very practical. You will be my pet, I will feed on you, you will obey me until the very end, until you luckily die. (pause) What? I'm mad? (laughs) Oh, believe me, I'm good by nature. Nature is always good, even when it creates monsters. You are the evil being. You live in a bad world. In a sick, depraved world that needs revolution and changes from the ground up of its functioning. You mortals don’t know what you want and you do not know your purpose. All you can do is fight and argue. What about? Nonsense, worthless opinions. You're always fighting for words that don't matter. For what price? You can't, you don't even want to unite. But we are different. We don't fight each other. We only take what we need, like your blood. As now. (drinks blood) We have a whole world to conquer. Come with me and accept your fate. Don't cry. Nobody and nothing will help you. Come with m(e). (interrupts to say the last word, a police siren, the sound of several people running) Fuck!

Inspirations:

Many witnesses in the cemetery have seen a "tall figure clad in black" disappear suddenly by penetrating a high wall. One case involved a girl who, returning home late at night via Swain's Lane, was suddenly knocked to the ground by a tall man with a deathly pale face of a man clad in black. As she looked at the attacker, the headlights of the car appeared around the corner and the figure disappeared. The girl was shocked, but it ended up with scratches on her elbows and knees. The police investigation did not bring results. Investigators were surprised, however, by the unexpected disappearance of the mysterious attacker, because the road on both sides is surrounded by a 4.5 m high wall.

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