About 4 or 5 days ago, in the early morning hours. Before the morning light. I was observing the main street here right before the bridge over the river westward. He was around 8ft tall. Thin. Brownish-blondish hair. Appearing human and maintained in a way that suggests high dollar. He walked across the street toward the old 'Hanging Judge' landmark. An old jail building.

He's been placed here in hiding. A vampire who is still being fed, the deep state here still aids and abets. And while my watchful eyes was perhaps sensed, the vampire only glanced in my direction and continued on as if he were secure in the thought that nobody of consequence saw him.