Vampires

“Look kid. I’ll make this really nice and simple for you…” Cletus sighed. “Forget what you’ve seen in the movies, and on TV. Vampires are mean. Empty a whole clip of ammo into’em? You’re dead. Stab them in the heart with a stake? Harder than it looks kid; and if you’re close enough to be using a stake? Then you’re dead. Daylight! You cry! Ultraviolet!? Nope. You’re dead. Daylight ain’t no problem to a Vampire. Heck, I’ve seen old ones sipping coffee on a Parisian high street in mid-summer.” He shoved the glue gun, and pack, at the kid.