(TOLEDO BLADE) -- GRAYLING, Mich. — On the iconic Au Sable River in the forested northern tier of Michigan’s Lower Peninsula, it is not just dark that envelopes the waterway on this moonless night – it is as if the Creator pulled down the shades and in one omnipotent stroke, covered the landscape in a black ink so rich that it swallows up even the most minute glimmer of light.
It is a few minutes before three in the morning. Most folks have been asleep for hours, except some over-the-road truckers, first-responders at the ready, and those working the midnight shift at hospitals, convenience stores and factories.
And the vampires.
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