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If I ever need anyone to dissimulate on my behalf, I must remind myself not to engage the services of William H. Loomis, esq.  Despite his (occasional) good intentions, the man could not convince gravity that it was supposed to bond his feet to the floor.  Julia is missing from her post, and since I know that she has all that she needs — aspirin, coffee, and a steak sandwich — she must have left against her will.  With another (no, Barnabas, not another, simply a) vampire at large, I must ensure her safety.

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