Man at War – Excerpt No. 139

He looked as though he had never seen the light of day which was most likely true for a vampire. His hair was always greasy, a trait that was nearly unheard of for their kind.

That explained why the few people there were spread throughout. They went to the bar as needed for a refill or to make an order. Otherwise they avoided mingling with Cecil… especially as the word spreads of his true role around the hotel.

Evelyn had a differing opinion on the situation. The man may have looked like a dime store undertaker, but he also knew what was going on.

“Bonsoir,” Evelyn said as she sat at a stool near the man.

“Good evening,” Cecil said.

a cinematic photograph of a 1915 Canadian dime store undertaker, dressed in a long, black, three-piece suit with a white shirt, black tie, and a top hat, standing beside a wooden coffin, surrounded by old funeral props and dimly lit by soft, warm, golden lighting, with a backdrop of dark, wooden paneling and vintage, mournful artifacts, the undertaker's facial features are somber, with a gaunt face, pale skin, and a well-groomed, thick, black mustache, the overall atmosphere is melancholic and nostalgic, captured in a sepia-toned, film-like aesthetic, with deep shadows and subtle, grainy textures, evoking a sense of nostalgia and history.

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