The Visitor 2

By Wayne Mansfield

In the time of COVID-19, life has changed. Going slowly insane under strict lockdown conditions, Clay is thrilled to meet Vincent. It doesn’t matter the man has somehow gained access to his home and woken him in the middle of the night; Vincent is mysterious. Not to mention a lover like no other Clay has ever had, or suspects he ever will again.

In the days after Vincent leaves, Clay is desperate to make contact with the vampire again. For reasons that remain elusive, Clay thinks he may have fallen in love with Vincent at first sight. The vampire is all he can think about, but dare he enter the vampire’s abode? Only able to leave his home under cover of darkness, there are too many risks involved in entering the abandoned building down by the railway line.

He has a choice to make. Does he push himself to do what his common-sense tells him not to? Or should he wait at home, hoping for another visit? The tension he feels may just drive him insane.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: May 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9781646567805

Wayne Mansfield

Wayne Mansfield is a Western Australian writer. He has been writing for nine years and has been published in Australia, the United Kingdom, and the United States. Additionally, he wrote a monthly erotic story for the German publications Macho and Dreamboys for two years. His novellas and stories usually have a horror, futuristic, or fantasy theme, although he does write contemporary stories such as The Hiding Place, which received Honorable Mention in the 2013 Rainbow Awards.

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Chapter 1

Vincent was all Clay could think about. Yet for the days and nights following their initial meeting, he kept himself from venturing out, telling himself that Vincent would return. That looking for the vampire so soon after they had met would seem a bit…desperate. But he was desperate. Desperate to be naked with the handsome stranger; to experience the feelings Vincent had generated within him, sensations no other man had ever come close to producing.

With the COVID 19 lockdown denying him the freedom to go looking for Vincent in broad daylight, Clay felt he could do no more than relive the blissful moments they had spent together—which seemed to work, at first. Then it became torture. With nothing else to occupy his mind, to distract him, each memory of the time he had with Vincent only intensified the empty feeling that grew inside.

But he couldn’t go on tormenting himself any longer. It wasn’t right. He didn’t deserve it.

At eleven o’clock that night, when most of the neighbourhood was getting ready for bed, he stepped out into the darkness and made his way to the abandoned building down by the railway lines—the place Vincent had chosen to call home. Arriving, he stood on the footpath and gazed at the crumbling construction cloaked in darkness, and while he knew what he might find if he had the courage to enter, he was too comfortable by the road to take a single step forward.

Was Vincent even in there? Were there homeless people inside? Drug addicts? Rats? How could he possibly find Vincent in the pitch black? He hadn’t thought this out very well. Without a flashlight, he could cut himself on broken glass. Trip on debris. Crack his head open.

He became aware of voices, a