We're Not in Romania Anymore

[raduvladislas]

Radu couldn't explain it if he tried. One moment he was in his crypt, and the next he was in a vast desert, scrambling under the nearest rock formation as the sun was coming up. One could imagine his shock when a second sun came up. Perhaps Mummy had finally gotten tired of him and made sure he'd never bother her again, sending him to a place with two suns while she was at it, just to show the depth of how much she loathed him.

He had to make himself as small as possible, thankful that the rock formation at least had a small cave in it, which was more like a cubby. There wasn't even enough room for him to lay down and sleep the day out. In the distance, he could hear the call of strange creatures, and saw massive furry creatures roaming in herds across the sand.

Sometimes a lizard or rat-like creature would wander by, but it would require sticking his hand out in the sun to grab it. He could go days without blood, but how long could he stay here? How long did it take for night to fall on a world with two suns?