“You know, I can see more than just the future or the past.””Really?” I asked, paging through through the papers in the file. “Can you also see the present? Because I can do that, too. Like, right now, I sense that I’m in a messy room with a total toolbox.”

“No. Don’t distract me with your sexy talk.”

“Must be weird for you, having your mom here.””Weird for me, weird for her, probably weird for you since you had to give up your swinging bachelor pad.””Mrs. Casnoff let me install my heart-shaped Jacuzzi in my new dorm room.””Cal,” I said with mock astonishment, “did you just make a joke?””Maybe.”

“Um…Mercer? Haven’t seen you in nearly a month. I was expecting something like, ‘Oh Cross, love of my heart, fire of my loins, how I’ve longed–”

“I don’t know what I was expecting a vampire’s room to look like. Maybe lots of black, a bunch of books by Camus… oh, and a sensitive portrait of the only human the vamp ever loved, who had no doubt died of something beautiful and tragic, thus dooming the vamp to an eternity of moping and sighing dramatically.What can I say? I read a lot of books.”

“When someone tells you somebody’s been murdered, laughing is probably not the best response. You know, for future reference.But laughing is exactly what I did.”

“But this room looked like it had been decorated by the unholy lovechild of Barbie and Strawberry Shortcake.”

“I heard the man and woman cry a warning as I frantically racked my brain for some sort of throat-repairing spell, which I was clearly about to need. Of course the only words that I actually managed to yell at the werewolf as he ran at me were, ‘BAD DOG!’Then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash of blue light on my left. Suddenly, the werewolf seemed to smack into an invisible wall just inches in front of me….”You know,” someone said off to my left, “I usually find a blocking spell to be a lot more effective than yelling ‘Bad dog,’ but maybe that’s just me.”