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Recognition
Recognition
Recognition
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Recognition

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Recognition is the best form of identification.

Knowing is half the battle.

Being able to recognise the signs keep yourself and everyone else alive.

Know your enemy.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRay Daley
Release dateApr 1, 2012
ISBN9781476010083
Recognition
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Ray Daley

Ray Daley was born in Coventry & still lives there. He served 6 yrs in the RAF as a clerk & spent most of his time in a Hobbit hole in High Wycombe. He is a published poet & has been writing stories since he was 10. His current dream is to eventually finish the Hitch Hikers fanfic novel he's been writing since 1986.

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    Recognition - Ray Daley

    Recognition

    Raymond Daley

    Copyright 5/3/12 by Raymond Daley

    Smashwords Edition

    In the military, one of the adages we're taught for guard duty is a simple but true homily.

    "Recognition is the best form of identification".

    Knowing is half the battle. Being able to recognise the signs helps keep yourself and everyone else alive.

    Red eyes. Sensitivity to light. Razor-blade smile.

    All these are what we call the tells. If we see them, we can tell.

    That you're one of them.

    It's not actual vampirism per se, but it's so close that you wouldn't want to be within arms length. Preferably further, far enough to get several clean shots in.

    Oh yes, they die just like anything else.

    Regular bullets? That'll do nicely.

    Better than American Express, more like Domestos in fact.

    Kills all known vemps, dead.

    When the fall happened, the Armed Forces didn't care how long you'd been out or what branch you'd served with. Even your trade was irrelevant.

    They wanted us for one thing, we could shoot.

    Their simple check-list ran as follows:-

    Can you see? Got two arms? Able to walk? Are you uninfected?

    Anything else didn't matter.

    Gay, straight, bi, lesbian. All the old world labels were no longer important.

    I got my marching orders via email.

    Which I promptly ignored, they could screw themselves as far as I was concerned. I'd been back in the real world for going on sixteen years now and I wasn't about to let them order me about.

    A couple more emails came, they knew I'd received them as they'd

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