I'm no common vampire. I am a Pugator, once mentored by the infamous Paul 'the Mothman' Garuda. I am known as The Bat Whisperer, although my acquaintances simply call me, B.W. By the way, you are now considered an acquaintance. My birth name was Desmond, but I gave that up when I stopped aging in 1967. Desmond also hated bats, while I am their foremost protector. The bats in the 'Hellhole West Virginia' cave system are in grave danger and some are already dying, probably due to stress from the limestone mining that continues to devastate Germany Valley. Now they want to build goddam wind turbines. But you're going to help me with that.
Hellhole West Virginia; Myotis sodalist (Indiana bat) and Corynorhinus townsendii virginianus (Virginia Big-Eared bat); the Necronomicon (Farmer's Almanac or Hotel editions); People for Animal Welfare Society (PAWS); Foyer Motel; Rainbow Family; and fresh jerky.
Wind turbines; limestone mining; Massive Energy Corp.; Business Solutions Environmental Consulting; U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service; Daffer Coffin Company; Corporate America; and our Breed and Greed culture.