âş two are in despairâ
{âş}âMike wasnât typically found in this sort of place. Not because he didnât necessarily fit in, but because he usually made a habit of staying out of these sorts of places. For some strange reason, he couldnât quite make heads or tails of the streets. He tapped the shoulder of someone near him, looking quite lost and dazed.
   âScuse me,â The Irish vampire said, clearing his throat. âCan ye âelp me find me way? I cannae seem tâ figure out where I am and Iâd much apppreciaâe help gettinâ meself home,â he said.







