"Gentlemen, I give you the Homo Vampiricus!"
Shorty walked across the stage holding a tray, covered by a sheet.
In one swoop Mr. Richards yanked away the sheet and revealed a most ghastly humanoid skull.
It appeared somewhat elongated, but its worst features were the pair of long incisors, extended over the lower jaw.
The audience of learned men began to murmur in disbelief and shock.
The world, was after all not as they had imagined.
The main questions of their lives after that disclosure would be what to do with that realization.
One man stood up in the lecture hall.
"Professor Richards, that is a fake, and you sir are a fraud!"
For a moment all was silent, as Mr Richards leaned over his podium:
"Oh, you think this is a fraud? What is your name sir?"
The man remained standing and said:
"I am Professor Watkins, Professor of the Arts and Sciences, and I demand to see proof of your claims!"
An approving rumbling of walking-canes, shoes and voices thundered across the wooden auditorium.
Mr Richards panned his peers, and continued.
"Now, as you all know, esteemed gentlemen and brothers, my thesis was always for a third species of human.
Many of you dismiss that thesis and shout for more evidence. Perhaps we are all tired of skulls beginning to burn and explode in sun-light. I agree my
chosen brethren, that could all be faked. But tonight I give you a live specimen. Yes, a live specimen ... a vampire queen caught in India."
"Bah!" spat Prof Watkins, "Prove it".
"Gentlemen, your clock is set to just after sunrise, no?"
A murmur of approval filled the hall, as the bearded Professors looked at the clock.
"Gentlemen, I give you a true specimen of the secret world. No, not another Piltdown Man, no not another Elephant Man, a Jew, or a hottentot, or a
homosexual - I give you: Dame Vampira!"
With that announcement, Shorty pulled a string, and the auditorium was bathed in morning sunlight.
Several Professors immediately began to moan, sipping from flasks and shielding themselves under the desks.
But then, the stage curtains behind Mr Richards began to fall.
Behind him was a slim young, blonde woman cuffed at the wrists, and strung up to the ceiling.
Mr Richards pointed at the tied, scantily clad female with his cane.
"Now this is an older vampire. They hate the light increasingly."
"You bastard", interjected Prof Watkins, "Let that woman down at once!"
But just as he spoke a fibrous wing ripped from the woman's back and its pointy extremities waved into the audience.
Somebody shouted, 'This is indeed reptilian and Pterodactyl!"
"I have a skin sample!" shouted another.
"This is a perversion of evolution", they shouted from the left.
"This is a perversion of the Creation," they yelled from the right.
But suddenly they all stared, as even Shorty and Mr Richards withdrew from the stage.
The tied woman suddenly became a beast.
"You bastards, I'm in agony you bastards!"
Her eyes changed to black coals, and her teeth were drawn.
"Let me out, let me out, let me out of the sunlight!"
The Professors stared, transfixed on their specimen.
"No, no, nah, naaaooooh....mercy...mercy...mercy...I gave men mercy ... please, please, please ..."
Suddenly there was a BANG, like a burst balloon.
The Professors shut their eyes, and when they opened them only two hands slid from the cuffs, and joined the fire where the feet of the Dame used to
Shorty ran across the stage with a bucked of water, and extinguished the remaining flames.
Some distinguished learned men were covered in goo, and began to swipe the mess from their beards and eyebrows.
Mr Richards - partly covered in slime himself - stepped proudly to the podium.
"Now gentleman, I hope it can be recognized that these creatures are indeed real.
All I ask to secure humanity's future is a small army, and for the secret services to keep it secret."
Professor Watkins wiped some innards off his face and said:
"By God man, you've got my support, my apologies for doubting you Professor Richards."
"Well jolly good then - to the showers and baths".
edit on 22-5-2011 by halfoldman because: (no reason given)