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There was a steady fog over the night city, covering everything around with its veil. The light of the neon advertisements was losing its brightness as it passed through the masses of evaporating water. People reluctantly went outside and moved as quickly as possible, afraid to get caught in the rain. At this late hour, cars were still passing by, cutting through the fog with their lanterns, leaving behind only trails from the wheels and copious drops that threatened to splash the gaping passerby. In such weather, it is easy to move in the form of fog, you will not be noticed in any case. On an ordinary night, you need to follow, adapt to the environment, so as not to arouse suspicion. Brook-ta-man loved cloudy weather, it gave a lot of impressions. He walked along the main street, constantly changing shape, completely merging with the surrounding fog, and only a very attentive person will see a vampire covered in fog in the clouds of urban smog. After wandering around the streets a little, the vampire decided to take a look around and instantly soared to the roof of the nearest house. The quick movement betrayed the outlines of the vampire a little, but on a night like this it didn't matter, no one would notice anyway. On the roof, the vampire smoothly materialized into his normal form. The fog gradually thickened, acquiring the contours of the body, filling with details every second. The vampire spread his arms in different directions and quickly, with extraordinary smoothness, scrolled several times around his axis, quickly squatting down. He grabs the edge of the house with his hands. but on a night like this, it doesn't matter, no one will notice anyway. On the roof, the vampire smoothly materialized into his normal form. The fog gradually thickened, acquiring the contours of the body, filling with details every second. The vampire spread his arms in different directions and quickly, with extraordinary smoothness, scrolled several times around his axis, quickly squatting down. He grabs the edge of the house with his hands. but on a night like this, it doesn't matter, no one will notice anyway. On the roof, the vampire smoothly materialized into his normal form. The fog gradually thickened, acquiring the contours of the body, filling with details every second. The vampire spread his arms in different directions and quickly, with extraordinary smoothness, scrolled several times around his axis, quickly squatting down. He grabs the edge of the house with his hands.

“Hmm, nice view,” thought the vampire. The building was quite high and opened a marvelous panorama of the surroundings of the city, covered by a scattering of brilliant lights. In the distance, streams of cars could be seen, which even that night did not weaken much. Cars moved in a common system, small lights, outlining the lines of the streets. The city was presented as a single organism absorbing everyone into itself and making anyone a part of its system. Eyes that see the wisdom of the ages scanned the expanses built by man.

- Naive creatures, they think that they are the masters of this world, they boast of their "power". An ironic smile crossed his face.

“Fools who think they are the highest good. Hmm, food that thinks is always fun. Brook-ta-man looked around him without missing a single detail. Vampires see almost everything around them, even things that most creatures can't see. He counted how many drops fell on the damp asphalt from a passing car, saw a torn seam on the clothes of a passing person, heard the clatter of a running rat somewhere in the doorways. Glare on the drops of water settled on the lantern also did not go unnoticed. His gaze traveled around, approaching like a good telescope, then sharply receding, focusing on another object of observation, taking in a panoramic view. Dark streams of energy pulsated around, somewhere saturated and deep, reminiscent of seething water, and somewhere barely visible, sometimes even disappearing. Brook-ta-man was sitting just in the path of one of the streams, which gave him the opportunity to draw energy without much effort, while using his innate vampire abilities. Concentrating a little, he began to feel the streams of thoughts, at first weak and chaotic, gradually turning into concrete phrases:

- So, well, I sent him a cell phone, and where is he?

- How did he get me?

- Oh, something sucks for me, in vain I interfered with vodka with beer

- Well, you can’t see anything in the fog, you wouldn’t knock anyone down

- Hey, where are you going!? Can't you see it's red! Drunk cattle. When will he move on?

- Boris will wait for me to bang him . - human thoughts can be overheard when they are chaotic. It required a lot of concentration, but it was a lot of fun.

– If I could just as easily read the thoughts of the dark ones, oh yes, – The vampire narrowed his eyes in pleasure. - But no, there is a limit to all abilities, you only snatch out these stupid little thoughts of flawed creatures, and it is not a pity for them to waste time on these trifles, which they call their lives. Although it must be admitted that construction and technology are developing, this is their habit of scientifically substantiating and proving everything. Like it or not, you have to play hide-and-seek with them, an open battle will be cruel, and there are not enough of us left anyway. There are more and more people. Yes, and why do we need a massacre, and so everything is fine, if there were no clan strife yet. An ambulance siren rose from around the corner, passers-by reacted reluctantly, taking a split second off from their business. Dissatisfied glances towards the noise - at such a late hour, why turn on the siren. Sharply turning around the corner, cutting through the dense fog with the light of headlights and signal lights, an ambulance arrived. The noise of the sirens increased noticeably. A few townspeople watched the already receding car, which slightly disturbed the atmosphere. The fog immediately closed in viscous pieces behind the receding car, only red lights and a sound carried away reminded of the event. The vampire came out of a blissful stupor

- Something I digress, there are still unresolved issues, there is still time before dawn, strength and wisdom are still flowing.

Shoulders slowly and smoothly rose, and behind them the head, legs had already lost their outlines, turning into fog, gradually the whole body, having lost sharpness of contours and saturation of shades, went into a shapeless cloud of thick white fog, burning eyes slowly merged with the total mass, already soaring over houses.

Long hair rustled softly in the darkness of the dark corridor, slightly entangled in a fit of timid movements. A young woman with a haggard face made her way slowly through the semi-darkness of her apartment, straightening the thin silk strap of her bra. She went into the kitchen, half asleep, bumping into the chairs along the way and the corners of the protruding furniture, she wants to drink water.

- Oh, when this insomnia stops, I will nod off at work again. She thought as she went to the window, peering up at the sky, which was full of mist. Involuntarily throwing a glance at the rapidly receding clot of white smoke. Hmm, what an interesting cloud, it looks like a person, rejoicing at her associative fantasy, she thought. Wadded legs filled with fatigue and with every second more and more eager to return to bed, placing a half-empty glass of water on the kitchen table, retired into the darkness of the bedroom.