Angela pick up the phone in her living room where she had left it. It took her a moment, but she remembered the local vampire she had interviewed last year. "Bouwe? Oh yes. That interview was played on NPR for a while. Well, I have some time next week if you want to schedule a meeting. What is it about this time?"

"I did it. I changed the fate of the world and you're the first person I tell." He grinned while he swayed the wine in his glass playfully

The voice on the other side seemed strained, as if torn somewhere between tears and laughter. Angela was used to talking with people in times of stress and grew concerned. "You did? Did what? I'm sorry. Are you talking about... You couldn't be saying you actually changed someone back. Are you?"

Last year, Bouwe had mentioned to her privately that he thought there was a way for a vampire to become human again. It was interesting, but far fetched. Angela agreed it was a wonderful idea, but certainly didn't believe him.

"My skin is warm."

A silence followed on the line. 

"I'm coming over."

"Do you know the large new office building in the buisness district? I'm squatting on the top floor. I'll show you the formula, there's much we need to discus."

"Alright. Just text me your room number and I will be there in 45 minutes. Bouwe... please tell me you didn't make yourself sick." Angela was seriously worried that the vampire had done something suicidal, but she was curious as all hell that he might have accomplished what he claimed. 

"I am as human as you this time." Bouwe said before hanging up the phone.

Angela grabbed her purse and took off. Not long after, she arrived at the Bouwe's home with a solid knock. "Bouwe? ... Are you there? It's Angela." She leaned forward to peer awkwardly through the door's single peep-hole. Of course she saw nothing, as she was looking through it in the wrong direction.