A novella.
Actually there’s a few things that are pretty damned lethal – basically
anything with a sufficient concentration of carbon in it. And it took me – what? – a few months to find that out. The elders still think the
worst they have to worry about is some mad Hun with a sharpened
table-leg...
In a darkly comic monologue, 12K words of black satire, a vampire
scientist leads his somewhat flighty sire-mate on a tour of the
laboratory where he's studying the not-so-glorious downsides to eternal
life: like the potential of D65 industrial illuminant to cause
"catastrophic system failure"; or the acid rain caused by two thousand
years of holy water evaporating into the atmosphere.
Lucky for both of them, our vamp of science has their sire safely locked away from harm's reach. And, yes, that new undead experimental
subject/helper really is quite fascinating... almost seems to have
initiative.
What could possibly go wrong?