BY THE LIGHT OF THE SILVERY MOON

Greetings kiddies!  I, CREEPS, welcome you back into my CASTLE, FEAR heh-heh.  I am going to my doctor to have my EYEFRIGHT AXAMINED.  So, while I'm gone getting DIE-A-LATED, I hope you'll enjoy this tale of a woman, who has an appointment of her own...
A woman stood on the back porch of her home in the town of Longville, Indiana, back in 1952.  She listened to the sounds of crickets and peepers in the night.  The woman looked up, at the moon and saw that it was full and had a silvery color to it.  She suddenly heard a loud gasp from the ranch-style house next door.  The woman rushed over and rang the doorbell.  A doctor answered the door.  "Excuse me Randy, are you alright?  I heard a loud gasp!!" the woman asked and explained to him.  "Good evening, Martha, yes thank you.  I just have a terrible headache" Randy replied, holding his forehead.  "Oh my. I am sorry.  Is there anything I can do?" Martha said and asked.  "Oh, no, no.  Thank you though.  Have a good evening" Randy replied.  "Alright.  Thank you.  You too" she smiled and walked back home.  As Martha did, she saw the moon was covered by a dark-cloud.  
Later that night, Martha was drinking a glass of water in her darkened-kitchen, when she heard a scratching at her backdoor in the kitchen.  She opened it, discovering a pale-white vampire, in a black doctor's coat, black pants and shoes, with a white tie.  The monster had glowing-white eyes and white-hair.  The thing looked so dead, as its flesh started peeling and decaying.  Martha screamed and the vampire hissed, showing red-fangs, needle-sharp.  It entered her kitchen and she quickly backed up.  The vampire roared deeply at Martha, approaching her.  She screamed again, smashing her glass on its rotting-head.  It roared some more and sunk its red fangs into her throat.  She screamed and screamed, as it roared deeply and writhed, shaking her.  
Martha awoke in the Randy's bed.  Randy stood in his bedroom, looking at her and moved to her side.  "Hello, Martha, I have to apologize for my rude behavior.  It was I, in your kitchen tonight.  You see, I needed to drink.  I am a vampire!" Randy explained to her.  "Oh, Randy, is this a joke?" Martha asked, as she got out of his bed.  Randy took a drink from a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey and replied, "no".  A few minutes later, Martha was standing out on her back porch.  She saw the silvery moon was full once again.  She then saw Randy standing in his window next door.  He transformed into the vampire, roaring deeply, chomping his red-fangs.  Martha gasped in fright.  
Wasn't that a rather ROARING GOOD TIME boys and girls?  Martha never knew Randy was quite a FANGTASTIC DOCTOR Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha.