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Loneliest vampire hunter lives up in Barrow, Alaska. Figures that a vampire is bound to show up there. "They watch movies too, you know," he says. "At least one of those dumb bastards is gonna watch Thirty Days of Night and think it's a good idea. They ain't all geniuses." Says that there's too much competition in Transylvania, New Orleans is crowded, Paris is too expensive. In Barrow, the government subsidizes your living. Plenty of time to read, send correspondence, and wait for the sunless winter. And the first really dumb vampire to wander north.