Albert died in an unfortunate accident sometime ago and was raised as a zombie by his amateur necromancer friend, Neil. Bubba was a new friend we had acquired in Vegas when helping him gain back the freedom he had previously gambled away. The fourth member of our group, a government agent and my girlfriend named Krystal, was out of town for work this week, thus I was conducting my first weekly scrabble tournament with just the three of us. Which leaves only me to be accounted for in the explanation. My name. Which I hope you know by now. Is Frederick Frankfort Fletcher, and I am a vampire, though still not the type that inspires swooning or terror.

The Utterly Uninteresting and Unadventurous Tales of Fred