A group of humans strolled down a dusty path at twilight. They hardly noticed the vampire hiding on the side of the path. Suddenly, they noticed a blur that seemed as if the vampire had suddenly run past them and back. When they turned around, they saw the vampire holding something, but took no notice of it as they continued walking. One of them turned around. "Hey, what's he eating?" he asked. The others shrugged and kept walking. Then, one froze. He counted and recounted the group of humans.

"Hey," he said, paling, "Didn't there used to be six of us?" he looked around wildly. "WHERE'S JIMMY?!"