Confident the family had rid themselves of all their demons a last, they settled down to a normal life, if there was ever such a thing for vampires, and grateful they would never have to deal with vampire attacks again in their job as funeral directors. Past events had stopped them attending the spiritualist church where three of them were mediums. The threat on any human they knew had been a terrible strain, trying to keep them all from harm. As expected, through the winter months, the number of funerals stepped up which forced them to work day and night, at break-neck speed and only feeding stopped that for a few minutes each day. With the advancement to spring, the rate bodies were delivered to them every morning, slowed down and they all breathed a sigh of relief when their first day off in months actually arrived. They had no idea what was brewing or how it would devastate them all. The contents are not suitable for readers under eighteen years of age.