Solving the following riddle will reveal the awful secret behind the universe, assuming you do not go utterly mad in the attempt. If you already happen to know the awful secret behind the universe, feel free to skip ahead. -prologue
The earliest memory I have of Dad is: disappearing.
The details don’t matter much now. It’s more of a grainy, amateur film reel in my mind-the kind taken of some possible monster running through the darkness or a dinosaur descending down into choppy, black water. But still it’s mine.– prologue
The sun is setting. The hobo vampires are waking up, their quest for crank and blood is just beginning. Over the course of the frigid night they will roam the area surrounding the train stop looking for warm bodies to suck, for cough syrup to fuel a night of debauched sexual encounters with fellow vampires and mortals alike. -from page one