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In this game, I'll start a story and every post will be a line continuing that story. Let's limit each line to 20 words or less. Here we go:

It was a dark and stormy night, when....

... thunder rolled. (It rolled all the way down the hill, and said "That was fun, ma! Let's do it again!")

My lack of sleep was clearly affecting my inner monologue. Here I was, staking out a bar when...

...I realized that stakes are for vampires. Silly detective! Do better next time.

Fortunately, I happened to be staking out some vampires. I saw the one I was interested in enter. That's when I made my move.

Unfortunately, the vampire turned out to be an ordinary person who just happened to have an overdeveloped overbite and a penchant for wearing evening wear at all times. The sunglasses were fancy, though.

I recognized the sunglasses as belonging to an ancient master vampire. How had this man gotten them?

"P-p-please don't hurt me!" The man explains nervously that he got the sunglasses from an antique dealer in Chinatown. He also gives me directions.

I go to the dealer in Chinatown, but the place is closed. I pick the lock and make my way in. I am shocked at what I find inside.

The owner is inside, doing a stocktake. When he sees me, he picks up an old but serviceable Luger and points it at my direction. " 'Ey! Who d'you think you is, breakin' in 'ere, eh? I'll blow yer head off!"

"You sold a pair of sunglasses once belonging to a master vampire. I want to know how you got them." The owner lowers his gun. "It is a long story..."

The owner doesn't lower his gun. "I don't care if you is the Pope AND the Queen! You break in 'ere again like a common crook, I blow your heads off! Now, outta my shop! Vampire, my foot. Who do you think you is, hasslin' a small businessman?"

I knock the gun from his hand and point it at the owner. "One more time... where did you get the sunglasses?"

The owner isn't intimidated and pulls out a sawn-off shotgun. "You just stand still there, boy." He pulls the rotary phone towards him and starts ringing. "LAPD? Please come quick! Robbery in progress!"

I realized things were getting out of hand. I quickly left the store and managed to elude the police. My best clue so far had slipped away.