In The Garage
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You press the garage door opening button. That horrible sunlight pours into the garage. You're used to sleeping later -- you can't take this awful light!
Your skin begins to sparkle, like thousands of tiny pieces of quartz were embedded in it.
You just remembered that you're a vampire.
Your skin begins to sparkle, like thousands of tiny pieces of quartz were embedded in it.
You just remembered that you're a vampire.
