Metro: Bloody Wiser

Man's encounter with a demon-specter vampire (blood-immortal) in an interzone yields 'expression' for things of Earth realm 'shining' that's both shockwave and shelf for athletic-intelligence.

Vampire short for your Sunday's eve. Thanks so much for reading, 

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There was Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian Bostonian-Catholic, traveling metro with a case-full (money/notes/bonds) acquired from world-trek misadventures of blood-diamond smugglers/exploit zones as a freelance self-titled vigilante of the Western world of incomplete-arts of capitalism controls for securities and confidence and languages (for positive hyperbole), when he encountered a specter of darkness in one of the varied metro-stations of infrastructure symbolism of Earth's sanity (Facebook-like).

The specter looked like a wiry woman head demon or ghost-apparition of perhaps banshee even, as Satan (Amlan) wagered/guessed; and he wouldn't entreat any natural/immediate Earthling 'instinct' to simply flee or forget or deny or label as some form of world-traveler's weary hallucination of the brain (damn). The specter resembled Medusa maybe, the ancient myth deity of snake-hair and power of hypnosis; but he wasn't sure. He had to approach her, since he was alone in that metro that evening of Western trek and sought to make for a 'blind-discovery' of what the specter sought and if she was interested in him (Selfie-like).

SPECTER: You think me some ghost messenger or something for institution/class.

SATAN: I've no particular guess for a wage here, demon...but I'm fascinated/fearful!

SPECTER: I'm a vampire.

SATAN: What's the manner of this outright disclosure of a (known) stranger class?

SPECTER: Don't believe, Earth man?

SATAN: I've known of the myth(s)...blood-immortals, no sanctity for simply water.

SPECTER: That's mostly truth...a vampire finds blood for organic motion for size.

SATAN: I read theories that when monkeys started eating flesh, they grew in size.
SPECTER: Good idea, Earth man; the vampire is fury-prone for organic distance.

SATAN: Am I to think this metro-visit commands a vampire-IQ for things mortal?

SPECTER: The vampire is the first messenger of mortal thoughts (immortality-jars).

SATAN: Why did you let yourself be 'detected' by me, a 'prototype' Earth prince?

SPECTER: I'm a vampire, and I can sense sensitivity; you're sensitive; it's your IQ.

SATAN: What do you want me to do here, demon?

SPECTER: Choose a theme, Earth man...declare a metro-sighting for mortal class.

SATAN: So, I've become your scribe (Facebook-like).

SPECTER: Good luck, Earth man...vampire's shade.

Mr. Amlan Satan accepted this unique if completely 'bizarre' challenge in that metro-station that night on Earth. He decided to pen a (fictionalized) image-tale of a man swimming in half-'normal' vanities of Earth society and engaged by an (immortal) vampire in a train-station who stated, "Fail to adapt the vision of this mortality into a glassy qualia, and you'll freeze for the dare of immortality's reach." Amlan wrote the story, lengthened it into a novel concept (Metropolis: Hemoglobin), and won a Pulitzer. Was this darkness-Selfie (Facebook-like) for a mystery accessible?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)