So I had to be away from the house today for WAY more hours than I expected
and when I got home (way after mail delivery time) I was a bit saddened that there was no package on the porch and no package brought in by The ManFlesh. Oh, well... there's always Monday, right? RIGHT!? So, a bit later I mentioned this to The ManFlesh and he said he never checked the mail... could it be? Oh, it could all right! My package was so tiny that it fit into the mail box! SQUEE!
So I open it to find this:
Uh-oh... this is going to be too awesome (swap anxiety)
Inside was a letter (that I dutifully read before opening the rest of the package, because my mama raised me right):
Here I'm told how the sender, a Dr. Illegible, has found the Vampyre's lair, etc. OooOOoo!
Followed by an inventory of the contents of the Vampyre's house (squee!):
Oh my, oh my, oh my! I was a bit nervous to open the package fearing the awesomeness would kill me. It almost did.
The exterior front:
Did you stalk me so thoroughly that you learned my love of ticking or was that just a happy accident?
Notice the little shutters!
Uh-oh... things are not looking good for our Vampyre hunter! Yes, the walls are spattered with blood.
Yeah... this was definitely not a good result for Dr. Illegible.
Just like the inventory describes!
I haven't checked it yet, but I'm guessing that that moon phase map glows in the dark. WHEE! Notice the shingles are pages from a book? Notice they mention Nazis... the most vampyric persuasion? Yup... it's THAT detailed.
So I LOVE IT! And now the swap anxiety has bumped up a couple notches. EEK!