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I have just started this thing called "Methods of Madness". It is the many puzzles my mind has made. I am only writing this for those who wish to learn how my mind ticks. To some this my be offensive. To others it my not. To the rest who don't really give a f**k, well just stop reading now and go do whatever thing you do in your free time because it's probably going to be better than reading this crap. I may also type in a fragment of a story I've been working on.

Methods of Madness (1)
Today I thought that it was going to be another day. Another day that was until I got home and checked my email and other internet related things like any other teen who is unemployed and can't socialize the "right" way. I was reading through my messages on the well-known site Facebook and my ex ,who I still sort of have feelings for(even after a year or so of being broken up) , is moving away to Chicago. I didn't know if this was true or not. When I read that she wrote all I could think of was "Bye Bye". What the hell is wrong with me? This was the girl who really made me feel like I was in "love". This is the girl I still have feeling for and all I could say was "Bye Bye". It's at times like these and thoughts like this that really make me think twice about the person I am. These situations make me think that I may really be some kind of bi-polar/schitzophrenic freak. It's situations like these that I start to despise myself and (in my mind) curl up into a little ball avoiding the rest of the world. The only thing keeping me from despising my self and locking myself away from society is society. It's because of other people that I can't dwell on one thing forever.

Well if you're reading this far that is all I have to type for now. I have gotten everything out of my head for today. Now if you keep on reading you'll see an excert from a book I'm writing which I'll title as Fangs of Night. It is another one of those vampire stories. The difference is mine brings out the true nightmare a vampire can really be. After finishing a Manga series called Hellsing and finished reading Brahm Stoker's Dracula. I started to right this. Even though this is more like a Vampire Fanfiction I'm calling it a book (despite the fact a whole bunch of people would disagree.

Fangs of Night
It was an unusually cold and dreary night in the village of Halibel. The night of the Lunar Eclipse was upon them. They feared this night more than anything. They feared the return of Heartford Lee Gregory.
Heartford Lee Gregory was a very twisted and perverse man. He was such a disgusting man that his name made the children weep. Despite his figure and face of an olympian and hair as golden as the sun, he was disgusting. He was executed by the village this very night four years ago. He promised that he would come back for vengeance upon the village as he cursed the names of the people who accused him of his crimes. Heartford's crimes were against that of the God that the villagers believed, Magic. Yes, Magic was his crime, but not just any magic, Necromany. He practiced the power of necromancy to not just raise the dead, but to keep himself eternally young. Necromancy for youth is not always a good thing...

That's all I'm giving you for now. Until the next Methonds of Madness I bid you ado.