I’ve been reaping souls for a while now, so imagine my surprise when my collection du jour turns out to be a vampire with a huge attitude.

Though I tended to believe him when he bares his fangs and insists there’s been a mistake, rules are rules. His name was on the list, so my job was to collect him, not help him figure out why his whole immortal gig had come to a screeching stop.

When, oh when, would I learn to just tag ’em, bag ’em, and haul ’em in?