“That’s what happened to me, isn’t it? I was in that coffin because I was dead.”
It always starts with a box.
The local nobility are up to their usual tricks — keeping secrets, shooting each other, sleeping with the help, generally making a nuisance of themselves — and it comes back to haunt them, as it always does.
So here we are, opening another mystery box, and something terrible is loosed upon the world again, for the first time.
“I want you to cut down a holly tree, and fashion a small stake from the trunk.”
The widow Collins draws her shawl close around her, regarding her late husband’s final resting place with a shudder. She has no friends now, and no place to go. All she’s got is a small suitcase carrying a few dresses, plus a bankbook worth a small fortune. Oh, and a big hammer, and a pointy stick. And a problem.
And she finally asks the question that the viewing public has been waiting to hear for more than nine months, namely:
“Do you know the word vampire, Ben?”
Vampire? Now that you mention it, that does ring a bell. Dude in a coffin, right?
“She was here for a while, but now she’s gone forever.”
Hey, is anybody sick of Maggie just floating around the Old House, telling everyone that she’s Josette Collins?
Well, guess what: so is Maggie. That ends right now.
Dark Shadows Every Day 