Viveca

EYE see you are back Kiddies...with THE HUMAN-EYE I am holding heh-heh-heh-heh-heh!  You are all very good PUPILS in my CLASS OF CREEPINESS, and FEAR'S a TERRIFYING-TEST to take.  I just know you'll all get an A PUS!  This SLOP QUIZ OF AN AX-AM is entitled...
Way back in the early-Winter Of 1939, there was a gentleman who was driving a car up, in Nova Scotia, Canada one night.  It was a blizzard out, and he saw a mansion on the side of the road.  The gentleman parked and rang the doorbell..  A fuzzy red light lit up in the windows on both sides of the front double-doors and the doors  opened to a lady with huge, black circles for eyes, with dimly shining-pupils of yellow.  "Good evening, sir, may I help you?" she asked him.  "Ah, good evening, miss, yes.  Do you have a room for the night please?" the gentleman inquired.  "Yes sir right this vay please" the creepy lady confirmed.  "Thank you ma'am!" he said, gratefully and followed her inside the manor.  
The gentleman watched the woman climb up a staircase in her black dress and he took a room upstairs then.  "Have a grand evening sir" she told him.  "Thank you ma'am" he responded, crawling in bed.  A bit later, the woman was standing over the man at the bedside, and sunk fangs into his throat, hissing.  He woke and screamed in pain and terror at the vampire.  She tore her fangs out of his flesh and hissed, "I am Viveca A Creature Of The Night" to him.  "You are a vampire!!!!!" the man screamed at the monster.  He revealed his cross necklace and Viveca backed up, shielding her dim-glowing-yellow pupils with her hand.  The man rose from the bed and Viveca shined her purple ring at him.  He held his eyes, screaming.  
The vampire rushed from the room, the man pursuing her.  The candles in the manor went out and the shine of Viveca's purple ring was the only light.  Viveca flew from the upstairs-bannister, into mid-air.  She hissed at the man and as she flew towards him, he pinned the cross necklace upon her pale-white cheek.  Viveca hissed in massive-pain, shrieking wildly, as her flesh and short black hair melted from her bones.  There was just a fanged-skeleton in a black dress that fell to the floor and the man fled the mansion.  
Hee-Hee-Hee, that just MELTED MY HUMAN-HEART THAT I WAS HOLDING, kiddies.  There are no BONES about that either...except Viveca's aha-ha-ha-ha-ha!