The Hairess and the Vampire: Love in Shadows

As science advances and myths of vampires, witches, and warewolves fade away, a peculiar scene takes place within the confines of a mental institution that is concerning. In one of the rooms, a once-respected professor, Dr. Goode, now deemed clinically insane, clutches a weathered tome titled “Tales Of Our Time” Despite that, the professor holds it delicately, treating it as if it’s a precious artifact from a different era.. The book’s prologue hints that the story is an adaptation from an obscure source, which he discovers upon opening to its first page. He had seen it before, but gets excited as if it was the first time he saw it. The title and author of this mysterious original tale are unclear and remain shrouded in ambiguity. The professor is undeterred by the enigma and exhales deeply. The incapacitated professor’s weary eyes gets fixated on the ancient manuscript as he prepares to delve into its narrative once more.. Outside, a woman in her thirties walks by. On seeing him occupied, she diverts to his room. The healthcare worker enters the room in the nick of time and immediately notices the book in his hands with a sharp gaze. She wastes no time in establishing her authority, her voice conveying both firmness and concern.. “What did we say? Hmm?” The professor looks up from the book to the woman, his reply containing a hint of defiance “They are but stories,” he retorts, his words challenging the boundaries between reality and imagination that seem to blur within the asylum’s walls. As science advances and myths of vampires, witches, and evil spirits fade away, a peculiar scene takes place within the confines of a mental institution. In one room, at a mental institution, a once-respected professor, now deemed insane, clutches a weathered tome titled “Tales Of Our Time” Despite that, the professor holds it, treating it as if it’s a precious artifact from a different era.. The book’s prologue hints that the story is an adaptation from an obscure source, which he discovers upon opening to its first page. He had seen it before, but gets excited as if it was the first time he saw it. The title and author of this mysterious original tale are unclear and remain shrouded in ambiguity. The professor is undeterred by the enigma and exhales. The incapacitated professor’s weary eyes get fixated on the ancient manuscript as he prepares to delve into its narrative once more.. Outside, a woman in her thirties walks by. On seeing him occupied, she diverts to his room. The healthcare worker enters the room in the nick of time and notices the book in his hands with a sharp gaze. She wastes no time in establishing her authority, her voice conveying both firmness and concern.. “What did we say? Hmm?” The professor looks up from the book to the woman, his reply containing a hint of defiance . “They are but stories,” he retorts, his words challenging the boundaries between reality and imagination that seem to blur within the asylum’s walls. “ Your daughter is here. She would be mad if she knew you still have this. Don’t make me tell on you “, the decent woman said, leading the way out.