She was an angel. And this angelic creature unfolded its beauty for the sculptor so that he could complete his work.


Yes, you should be able to fly! Dive into the cloud cover and see the endless blue of the sky. A dream that mankind had fulfilled many years ago. With the planes.


Immediately I was back at the strange tree with the birdcage. As vividly as before, the birds were hopping about, thinking hard about my trains of thought before I left that corner of the garden. As much to me, I didn't even know why I had left the corner.No, I said to myself inwardly, no, you mustn't let yourself be misled now! Suddenly the whole thing was back and I continued the thought process.


The silent bird, Mr. Betz in the hospital. The fruits on the trees, the students. The trees, the classes.


A reflection of the situation. The shadows had caused this.




I could just think about the end of the sentence when the shadows hovered around me and I stood in the hallway to the sports hall again and looked spellbound to the point where the teacher had been ...........




I walked quietly through the break. I forgot yesterday's incident. I only noticed at home when I looked in the mirror that I was pale. The mirror had shown me a distorted image of myself. A picture with light skin and dark circles under the eyes. The thought of it amazed me and I didn't want to think about it anymore. The whole thing disgusted me.


I hadn't told anyone about my discovery.These strange shadows had haunted me even in my dreams. It was like dreaming nothing, dark dreams. Still, the shadows had proven otherwise. They anticipated my every step and seemed to be omniscient.


In such a dream you don't just wake up bathed in sweat, no, you are forced to dream it to the end, to live through the torments over and over again. Shivering, I went through the whole procedure again and told myself not to freak out. I didn't know why, but I wanted answers to my questions. I was just so lost in thought that I didn't notice how I walked straight onto a brightly painted post. There was a crash and I had a big bump.


As I turned around, I collided with a little boy. He had tangled blond hair and deep eye sockets. A shiver crept down my spine as he looked up at me viciously:


"Take care, you fool!"He gathered his strength and pushed me away. Amazed at his strength, I cushioned the blow and took a few steps back. Suddenly his face lit up and he giggled grimly:


"Oh, it's you ... ha, ha, ha, ha!"


The laugh sounded like hell. Something flashed, something in his devilish face, something white. I froze, what I could see for a few seconds were long, pointy canines. He turned and a cold draft caught me. This pushed me aside almost imperceptibly.


Even in class I thought about why and why. You couldn't believe the guy was a vampire. It seemed illogical, funny. A joke from nature. He must have been born with such teeth as a birth defect. Suddenly a deep voice rang out in my head:


- Yes, sure, as a vampire you always have long canine teeth at birth! -


With my thinking action, I was able to retain little of what Teacher was saying on the board.What I knew was that it was something about chemistry. For example:


"When that comes together, nothing happens, but when that comes together, it explodes."


He poured two weird-looking mixtures together and took cover behind the desk. It started to simmer and the students whispered something about the composition of the mixtures. The mixture now turned green and the foam overflowed the edge.


"Now no sound, or the thing will blow up!" the teacher hissed at us. Immediately everything was quiet. Suddenly the door was thrown open with a loud bang and the director stood with a happy grin on his lips in the organic room. He was wearing a checked Sunday suit and a red tie. The bio teacher gave him a critical look and waved his arms wildly, but it was already too late. With a deafening crack, the drink exploded and hurled the fragments of the test tube across the room.It clanked. The window was hit by some splinters and shattered. Another hail of broken glass whizzed through the air. Everything was full of thick, green clouds of fog and you could hardly see your hand in front of your eyes.


It rattled a second time and a razor-sharp splinter came flying out of the smoke towards me. The air was split. Everything blurred and I felt a sharp pain in my right ear. Then I must have passed out and I sank into nothing.


I walked down a corridor that had small windows on the upper right side. I felt like I saw the shadows through the fog. No, it was just me, I knew it. I knew that I had seen the shadows, they had come into the room with the director. The bio teacher and the rest didn't have to have noticed. Or? I thought for a moment. They just had to have seen right through them.


I was just walking past the round opening again when I noticed a change in the birdcage.On the side he had two broken wires. The colorful birds were still so wild, of course except for this one, which was the sports teacher. No, that wasn't a sports teacher Vogel. The real one had a different color yesterday. The bird with the colors of the PE teacher lay silent and motionless on the floor. The other two birds, checkered and white, stood just as the sports teacher bird had first stood.


Another flash of thought flashed through me. The broken wire was the broken windows in the organic room. The checkered bird was the direx, the white one, the biology teacher with the white smock. But one thing scared me, the sports teacher's bird was lying on the sandy bottom of the cage, so the sports teacher was ... What if he was dead now? A chills overwhelmed me and I examined the cage for further damage, but couldn't find anything. Suddenly a figure darted out from behind a tree and crouched in a bush.It flashed through me, I wasn't alone. The figure just came out from behind the bush and hid behind a tree. So she came closer almost imperceptibly. I whirled around to make sure there were several more. Behind me, a sinister figure had barricaded itself at the entrance. I saw the flash of the sharp canines. The figure was wrapped in a black cloak and wore an old slouch hat. I took a deep breath and kept calm blood.


Now I turned around again and recognized with horror the boy who had come out of his hiding place. His blond, shaggy hair was half charred and his eyes were red light. He tried to hypnotize me. He too was pale. You'd have thought he wouldn't have gone to the sun his whole life. He had long, dirty fingernails that greedily pointed at me. Now he was laughing his devilish laugh again and his eyes sparkled maliciously.


"So you found me, congratulations!" he said, amused, "Nobody has done that before.You are the only one and you will stay that way. But before I kill them, I have one more question for you, how can a person get into our world? ... You don't have to answer, because if you don't know how, we'll be forced to hold on to you until you tell us! Don't worry, in reality time stands still, so you have enough time to think about it! "


"A question!" I interrupted him.


"Yes?"


"What are you" I spat at him.


“Can't you guess?” He smiled and raised his arms.


"Just tell me!"


"Shadow creatures, wanderers, undead, or in your most common name, vampire!"


I swallowed when I heard this sentence, my guess had come true.


"And if you want to know exactly who I am," he paused and made a quick wave of the hand, "you'd better listen carefully because I am the last son of the mighty Count Dracul!"


He laughed his hellish laugh, the canines in his jaw got longer and sharper.Now he reared himself up into a gigantic figure with broad wings on which deadly sickle claws had grown. His clothes were torn and the laughter turned into a deathly cry. You could clearly see the veins under his skin and his claws shone in the sun like a diamond in the light. In some places it became hairier and you could count each bone individually. He became a huge, emaciated, hideous beast of man and bat. Since Dracula was dead, he was now the true vampire lord.


"I call myself Drecul!" his voice boomed in my ears.


I looked desperately for a useful weapon nearby. When I couldn't see anything, I rummaged in my pockets for something sharp, but who has a pocket knife handle ready when you need one?


Fearfully, I took a step back, a step towards the round exit. But to my horror, I ran into the doorman.When I turned and looked into his eyes, he grinned at me with bared teeth.


Startled, I jumped forward again.


"Grab him!" came Drecul's voice. Only now did the bouncer grabbed me and his grip was so hard that my blood stuck in my upper arm. The handle itself felt strangely real and it dragged me through the large opening, pulled me to another door, threw it open and dragged me through. Then he threw me through the brightly lit door. I felt like I left this dimension and entered the human world.




For the other students I was only recognizable as a blurred shape that slipped through the smoky organic room, jumped out of the shattered window and stormed across the schoolyard. I looked my wearer in the face. The sweat stood on his forehead. It had to be infinitely difficult for him to move as a shadow. My t - shirt was torn when Drecul 's servant dragged me across the yard.The shreds fluttered in the wind and my back scraped on the hot stone that had been in the sun all day. He dragged me into the bushes and the branches stabbed my eyes. I hardly felt the pain, because it dragged me so fast that I got a real rush of speed. The leaves clapped my face like rags and the cool earth was a