This was published on Flashshot some time ago, I feel this is one of my personal best.
By Michelle Nielsen
He looked long at the cipher before him in the gloom, struggling to keep his frustration at bay. Tormented by confusion, he grimaced. Too late! He remembered just as his razor sharp teeth sliced into the scarred sides of his cheeks and nearly severed his tongue.
Enraged, he looked at the cipher's author.
Dracula cast the paper aside in disgust.
Damn Van Helsing!