Death-Coach — J.N. Williamson

While the town of Thessaly slept, the sound of hoof-beats echoed in the night, an eerie, ominous sound that spoke of foreboding evil and terror. And out of the darkness it appeared, an ancient, intricately carved carriage powered by four gigantic black steeds.

Looming just above the carriage, silhouetted by the moon, was the vampire, Lamia Zacharius. Older than time, reeking of evil, tonight she took on the form of a bird. Spreading her wings wide to help; shadow the driver's hideous face, she accompanied him on his midnight journey, thirsty for the taste of fresh human blood --- seeking out then next innocent victim to be taken by the DEATH-COACH.