Kathryn asked the barista for directions to the library. Since it was only a short distance away, Kathryn left her car at the cafe and walked over there. The library was housed in a two-story building that reminded Kathryn of the family she had stayed with in Holland during her foreign student exchange in high school. They had been a fun, loving family, who had adopted her as their own. She still heard from them via email or text at least once a week.
She made her way inside and located a woman she thought might work there. “Excuse me, ma’am, I was wondering if you could help me.”
“Of course,” the woman replied. “I’m Rieko Ishikawa; I’m the head librarian here. What are you looking for?”
Looking around, Kathryn said quietly, “I’m looking for information on the Great Vampire War.”
Rieko’s eyes widened. “It’s been quite a while since anyone has asked me about that. Why do you want to know?”
“I just moved here, and I’m curious about the history of the area.”
“That’s probably a part of the history you don’t want to know about,” Rieko scoffed. “That was a dark time. So much needless killing.”
“Did your ancestors live here at the time?” Kathryn asked.
Rieko shook her head. “No, my family has only been in the area the last seventy years. We’re still considering outsiders, if you can believe that.”
A young man interrupted them, asking for a specific book. Rieko excused herself and located the book for him. When she returned, someone else had sat down at the computer she had been using, so she went to the other one. Kathryn followed her. “So is there anything here about the Great Vampire War?”
“Of course there is,” Rieko replied. “This is the library.” She studied Kathryn for a minute. “This is more than just trying to a passing interest, isn’t it? You found that website Straud set up, didn’t you?”
“You know about that?”
“Please, everyone knows about it. Straud is trying to rewrite the history of Forgotten Hollow to make himself and his family look good. He can try all he wants, but no one is ever going to forget. Or forgive.”
An older gentleman, who had been walking past as Rieko spoke, stopped in his tracks and turned to face us. “If I have anything to do with it, Straud and those brats will die soon. Then we can burn them and all the bodies in the cemetery near Straud’s house, bulldoze the whole town and finally be rid of them! May they all rot in hell!!!!”