My name is Crevmore. I’m a vampire. I won’t tell you where I am or what I do. I can tell you that I became a vampire in the year 1732, when bitten by a large bat while hunting game near the town of Brasov in Romania.

The purpose of this webpage is merely to record my existence (call it a whim), and to draw attention to the comic-horror novel Night of the Dragon’s Blood, about Adolf Hitler surviving World War II as a vampire. I don't know if there is any truth to this story (as you'll find in the novel, that Nazi bloodsucker didn’t last long), though it wouldn’t surprise me. The out-of-print novel is here. It's a fun ride. And with that,

Goodnight forever,

Crevmore