Mr. Zompire Awakens

Looking at the clock, it is 11:11pm and 11 seconds as I begin writing this abstract about the dreaded Zompire Dracularius species.  A little more background:  he began to get hungry around the 2nd hour of the night (whatever that might mean), and decided to go get a bite to eat.  Upon opening his refrigerator, a horrible stank wafted up to his nose, sending him kneeling over in horror.  What was it he saw?  Visit the main Zompire Dracularius page to find out more!  (except not really)

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