This is the very beginning of a story I've been working for some time that is based in White Wolf's "World of Darknes".
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My name is Geri.

It was my senior year of high school and for the last two or
three years I had been hearing rumors of a growing underground in the city. A secret society, of sorts, that had started to move in. This of course captured my imagination; and my curiosity.

I had been trying for some time now to find out all that I could. All I was able to really find out was that this group seemed to congregate on Thursday nights at a club that had opened up a few years back.

On the Thursday following graduation I decided that I would sneak into this club to see if I could discover anything new. Little did I know that I would find more then I had either hoped for or imagined in my wildest dreams.
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I managed to get into the club with little to no trouble; seeing as how I looked older than I was so I did not even get carded at the door. The club itself was pretty cool. Done up in a gothic atmosphere with miniature gargoyles hanging all over the place. There was some hard hitting industrial music playing and the dance floor was packed. I went up to the bar and got myself a beer and got myself a table on one of the risers that put me up high enough to be able to see everything that was going on in the club. From my vantage point I was able to keep my eyes open to anything that might seem out of the ordinary.

As I sat there watching the throng of people and enjoying the music
and my beer, I noticed a few people secreting off through a door at the back of the building. After they had vanished within I waited a few moments and proceeded to follow them in.

Now I know that you are all familiar with the old saying that 'Curiosity killed the cat', well I'm here to tell you that 'Satisfaction brought it back'.

What I found was what looked to be a "make out" room. There were people lying about on couches and over stuffed pillows making out. There were guys on girls, girls on girls, and guys on guys. I had never seen anything like it. I had never been in anyplace that was so open and free when it came to sexuality.


Upon closer observance, I noticed that they were not just making out, but every once in a while I could spot a trickle of blood going down someone's neck. These people were not just making out, they were feeding. I had stumbled upon what appeared to be a hang-out for vampires. But that was impossible. Vampires don't exist, they were just legends used to frighten young children. Or were they?

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