jlee@uptoolategames.comjklee_sunFASSMARE, 22-1985. In the foothills of the beautiful Essian Range, Kings Mart #2255 sits at the edge of Fassmare, the last chance for diesel and chips before the Highway 35 on-ramp.
You and the others work the overnight shift, because the pay is better and the customers are cooler. Fassmare has the rare privilege of hosting a coterie of vampires, who all work at the College. They come in almost every night to buy a 6 pack of Blood-Alike, gossip about the rich kids at the Thaumaturgical School, and recount the wild tales that come from living in Fassmare for three hundred years.
Unfortunately, they aren’t around tonight. The snowstorm appeared without warning and completely paralyzed the city. It’s so bad that even the undead stayed home. Mostly.
You don’t know the vampires who are loitering around the store right now. They’re just a little too loud, a little too tipsy, and it might be paranoia, but you are starting to get the impression that they want to try something a little warmer and fresher than Blood-Alike…
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