THE RED LIGHT BANDIT

WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT SUCH A MONSTER RESIDED AND FED HIS MURDEROUS INSANITY IN GLENDALE?  QUIET STREETS,  PEOPLE ENVOLVED IN RESPONSIBLE DUTIES.  YET, THE NIGHT TIME, THE DARKNESS, THE WARM AIR, FED A CERTAIN ILLNESS INTO HORROR AND BLOOD CURDLING SCREAMS. ALL THE AMENITIES OF THAT TOWN...THE CHURCHES, THE LIBRARIES,  GREAT SCHOOLS ...NO EFFECT.....THE VIRUS GREW.  WHEN THE SUN WAS DOWN AND THE FULL MOON WAS UP....PEOPLE ASLEEP...AND THE DEATH ANGEL WAS COMING TO LIFE.  HE WAS QUICK AND THOROUGH...THE FAIR LADY COMING HOME FROM MIDNIGHT SHIFT..TIRED AND LOOKING FOREWARD TO BED.. STOPPED AT A RED LIGHT....VAMPIRE STOPPED RIGHT BEHIND HER.   HE LOOKED AROUND, STREETS EMPTY...TIME TO STRIKE.  THE SMASHING OF GLASS.  THE CUPPING OF MOUTH...DRAGGED FROM HER CAR....RAPED, KILLED...ANOTHER DAY.  IT TOOK SOME TIME, BUT THE KILLER WAS CAUGHT, IMPRISONED, AND PUT TO DEATH AT SAN QUENTEN....STRAPPED IN HIS CHAIR, HE HEARD THE LITTLE PLOPS OF CYANIDE PELLETS DROPPING INTO ACID....HIS HEAD LURCHED BACK...THEN SAGGED FOREWARD...DEAD.  THE THIN BLUE LINE..THE POLICE WHO STAND BETWEEN DEATH AND LIFE.   NEXT TIME YOU GET A CHANCE, STOP AND VISIT WITH A POLICE OFFICER; PAT HIM ON THE BACK AND PRAY FOR HIS SAFETY.  MANY OFFICERS NOW LIE COLD IN THEIR GRAVES FOR TRYING TO PROTECT YOU.