There is a thing that happens to a woman when she is alone in the dark—shall I lay this out for you now? Explain about the curfew? How in the darkness, women become prey. Captured in their snow globes. A hyper alertness charges our being because for us the vampires are real. They set out into the night to hunt but just for female flesh. There are men out there who are worse than dicks. Oh, Sailor, far worse.
