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Endangered Horror Species Zoo, Part Iii

...So why do we keep ghosts in here when by the day many folks die? Well, you see, it’s technology, it tears them apart from the inside. Since they are merely energy all the fields from our gadgets and toys scatter their essence all about, it’s a fate free ghosts can’t avoid. These ones here we were lucky to save, and we need to find more all the time, some go to heaven, others to hell, each morn we know not what we’ll find! Nearby is the mummy’s lair, and it causes controversy, some say that they shouldn’t be here, that they are just dressed-up zombies. Others claim it’s a magic thing, which makes them a whole other clade, I honestly don’t’ care that much, the people come see them in spades. Some were even Egyptian pharaohs, though which, we’re not really sure, professors have tried to talk to them, to see what history they can learn. Hollywood has rented them out for their movies, and they pay so well, sometimes they seem to try to speak, though what they say, no one can tell. Most people like to hear them moan, like they did in the films of old, did you know mummies really do that? And if they catch you they’ll grab hold? Sadly, they do not do much more. We don’t see them often these days, not many folks still mummify, and the old ones have been grave-robbed, in the wild they don’t survive. Keeping them stocked up with linen makes all the zookeeper’s tired, but let’s down to the big show, the place where we keep the vampires. Now these guys are a unique case, since they’re not critters, but our guests, they’re sentient like human beings, to lock them would be to oppress. We build them big apartments here, with a back-room facing the zoo, we pay them to visit with folks, and tell lots of stories to you. Since vampires are immortal so many great tales can they share, want to know how Jesus Christ died? Well our guy Julius was there! They can leave any time of course, some of them even punch the clock. Wilhelm is a security guard, walks the night shift like any cop. Some thing, but won’t he feed on folks? It hasn’t been that was for years, since transfusions and blood banks came there has been no reason to fear. They no longer had to kill people, staying alive didn’t mean murder, they’d get their pints, go on their way, no reason to bite folks or disturb... CONCLUDES IN PART IV.

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