A certified true copy of a parchment obtained from the unofficial sources of this publication in the Department of Mysteries, British Ministry of Magic: There was a secret to be told. And the vampires need to take note. It was not a maze, but a riddle, a puzzle so absorbed. In the clear mind, a certain purity evolves, then blood gushes anew, and then it was no more. As inquiry remains, the plot thickens again. In all the ways, acknowledge this killer. A silver bullet, a bite to the neck. However, in the end, nothing else matters, I have seen it all, in the book of scrolls. Magic or illusions, a trickery for all. I shall never repeat, a secret revealed. In the wrong hands of mercy, authorities kill. And in all shapes and sizes, a cut to the chase. And then misery to madness, so it begins. Who are you? Who are they? Ghosts who have deliberately gone astray. Why are you here? In the deepest waters and serene? If not to count, and draw out blood. Matters remain unseen. In a world inundated...