I haven't quite decided yet if this is the end. I'm going to put for now that it is, but I know there are tons of questions out there begging to be asked. Hope you all enjoyed it.

(Trish, the name given to her by Paul, sits at her laptop, moving the mouse in a slight circle and clicks the button when she finds what she wants on the screen. The Lost Boys, lost scenes. Mostly because it's been about an hour now and her interview subjects have not yet returned. She wonders if perhaps they grew bored with the whole situation and bailed, which would be understandable. She couldn't imagine a vampire's nightlife included answering long lists of drab questions. Still, she has decided to keep the candles burning, hoping against hope that maybe they'll turn up one last time to discuss the movie. If only she had had some wine to offer…no, not wine, beer perhaps.

She glances to the left, suddenly realizing that a glass of red wine has mysteriously placed itself on the table beside her, yet the room still seems as dead silent as the grave. No slight air coming in drafts from a moving body, no breath…wait…no breath?)

David- (In a deep, quiet voice) Are we going to finish this or not?

Trish- (Eyes widen. Slowly turns from the computer to see the four boys sitting in their chosen spots, looking rather content, almost sleepy. Her mouth slightly opens in awe.) Ho-how?

Marko-(Casually points at his temple and raises his brows, referring to the mind games.)

Trish- But why?

Paul- (Snickers) It's what we do. Just a little friendly reminder to keep your head up. Eyes, ears to the grind…grinder…whatever.

Dwayne- I think she gets the point.

David- (Sets the bottle of wine down on the table beside the full glass.) Try some. It'll ease your mind.

Trish- (Makes a grim face, but picks the glass up anyway and sniffs it.) I don't trust it. You could be playing me again.

(Laughter from the others)

David- We're here to talk about the movie aren't we? What better way to get into the feeling than with a glass of wine…huh? Come on.

Marko- It's pure. Believe me, we have no intention of turning you. (Snatches another glass off the table, gets up and walks over to the wine, picking it up and pouring himself some.) Quick lesson in the difference between real and tainted.

Paul- Taint. (Outrageous laughter)

Dwayne- (Glares at Paul) Shit brick. You smoke too much.

Marko- (Pulls up a sleeve and quickly slashes his wrist, squeezing it to urge a few drops of blood into the wine before his skin heals. The dark red swirls with the more translucent wine making it opaque.) See. (Heads back over to the couch and sits back down, still holding the now transformed wine.)

Dwayne- If you notice in the movie…if you have a good eye, you can tell that the liquid in the bottle is still just wine. Although the reaction from drinking ones own mixed blood is still the same.

Trish- (Almost smiling but still star struck) You mean that face David made after drinking it was a fake? (Small snicker)

David-Not quite princess.

Paul- Ya, but you wanna see a real reaction? (Snatches the glass from Marko and downs it before making several animalistic sounds while viciously shaking his mane of hair) Woo hoo doggies! Nothing like your own brand. ( A slight orange glow emits from his eyes) Now that is some good shit! Almost like an acid trip.

Marko- (Raises both hands and glares) Paul, what the hell?

Paul- (Innocently) What? You were just staring at it like you were contemplating the meaning of life man. You know it goes sour fast.

David- I think Marko meant to use it as an example. Let's not get carried away. ( Raises the other glass to Trish's lips.)

Trish- Persistant, aren't you? (Carefully leans in and very slowly takes a small sip.) Nothing like being thrown directly into the scene of a movie. How did the movie come about anyway? I take it Michael wasn't a half…ever. (Nods for David to take the wine away.)

Dwayne- (Gives a look in David's direction) He's a fan of Peter Pan.

Trish- Bullshit.

David- Why do you think we call ourselves the Lost Boys? It wasn't something a writer just made up.

Trish- Ok. Odd, but ok. However, you seem to like your privacy…your anonymity. Why just decide to suddenly be in a movie, that's basically about you, which is a twist in itself.

Dwayne- No one new we were actually vampires. David heard rumors of a script that had been floating around about some Peter Pan/vampire type movie in the works. So he contacted someone on the inside that let him read it.

Trish- What about auditioning?

Marko- We just showed up basically. Convinced them…(points to his temple once again) that we were right for the parts. I mean, how hard is it to act anyway?

Trish- Well, maybe for you. (Pauses) So who is and who isn't really a vampire from this movie? People wonder why you made a kid, Laddie, a half when he was so young.

Dwayne- The people who played Michael, Laddie and Star were just actors, only because there was no way to really turn them and then turn them back.

Marko- Well that and like he said before, no one knew we were the real deal.

David- Max is actually the head vampire around here.

Paul- Hell, we never see him though.

Trish- Do you have to answer to him? Is he as abrasive as he is in the movie?

Paul- I wouldn't say abrasive. Hell, he does like his tweed though. Guy's a freak in that department.

David- We don't answer to anyone. He may be the sire, but we keep our distance. There's no way anyone like Max would force us into corrupting a family just so he could have some insane version of Frankenstein's bride. It's too dangerous for all of us, as you can see from the movie.

Paul- Man, I was sooo hoping they'd pick some little blond pixie to play Star. That other gal was a pain in the ass! At least her character was anyway. If I had to live like that in the movie, her ass would have been thrown over Hudson's bluff faster than a fly on shit.

Trish- And what about stunt doubles? Usually they don't ask the main stars to do such dangerous tasks, or they prefer not to anyway.

Paul- Look babe, when you've got the mind mojo working for ya, it's a piece of cake. Shit was fun too. Although, at first we did have a few standins, you guys remember that? (small laugh)

Dwayne- Hell ya. That one that looked like David. (Laughs) He broke his wrist trying to do some crazy stunt on Dave's bike. That's when we decided to magically convince them to do our own. It takes up too much time when you're waiting to shoot and these extras are screwing off.

Trish- Obviously, and no one really knew you had to be out of it by dawn.

Marko- Nope. They gave us really nice rooms though, all black drapes and stuff.

Trish- So, you didn't end up eating anyone on set did you?

Paul- No ma'am! Scouts honor.

Marko- (Rolls eyes) We made sure to feed every night before filming started.

Trish- How about those Frog Brothers? Are there hunters like them out there in the real world?

David- Oh the Frogs exist. The characters they played were real. But we've never come across them since. It makes it hard for them to hunt you when they believe you're human. (small sinister laugh)

Trish- What about the cave? I know it was filmed on a set, but is there one out there somewhere?

David- Absolutely. Would you like to see it?

Marko- People always go in, but never come out. (Laughter from all four)

Trish- (Shakes her head) I think I'll pass. But does it look anything like the one in the movie?

Dwayne- For the most part, even though it isn't a sunken hotel. But all the crap that's in it came from one.

Trish- Do you have a wheelchair for a throne David? (slight smirk)

Marko- Oh he soo does. (wicked smile)

David- Watch it boy.

Marko- Or what? You'll send me on an errand? (Laughs)

Trish- I take it you're not really the errand boy in the group?

Marko- Umm, yes and no. But I tell you what, I'm no kiss ass either.

Trish- Meaning?

Dwayne- We all play our part. We take care of what needs to be done.

Trish- I'm going to skip forward a bit and ask Paul about his death scene.

Paul- Uh oh, someone pass me another smoke.

Trish- Was that complicated for you, beings it was actual water? And how did you sidestep the Holy water?

Paul- Shit man. It wasn't Holy water or I'd be really fried, but we were invited into the house, so the water was fine. Wasn't freaking fun. I'd rather shit bricks than have some mutt thrown at me just to get drenched.

Trish- What about flying? How did you wing your way around that? No pun intended.

David- More mind games sweetheart, and wires. The actor that played Michael found it was really easy to learn to fly with me around.

Dwayne- Ya, he just tossed him here and there, and the guy just did it. Was totally trusting. Whata dumb ass.

Trish- Do you think you all could survive the deaths you played out?

Marko- In one way or another ya. It would take a hell of a long time to heal, and we'd need help for sure. I have nightmares about mine, even though it was fake. And that blood, Holy hell. It smelled worse than a dead carcass. Like some deflated silicone breast that's manifested some type of infection.

Paul- That's sick bud, really sick. And here I thought I had the freakiest mind.

Marko- At least you didn't have to be covered in it.

Trish- What about the dogs? How did you get around them? And do you actually keep hellhounds?

Dwayne- Dogs are fine with us for the most part, as long as we have a chance to get to know them. We can keep hellhounds for protection during the day, but we don't. Thorn is actually Max's dog, and they just worked him into the movie.

Trish- I know it's been awhile since the movie was made. Probably not long by your standards, but what do you think of the sequel and how come they didn't just bring you back?

David- Remember, they didn't know who we really were. So by now, we'd be too old. Not only that but the script was pure crap. I never had any intention of making another.

Trish- Which is probably why they waited so long huh?

David- Who the hell knows. I don't care.

Paul- (Raises a hand) I burned a copy…of the sequel.

Marko-(Raises a hand and almost seems to blush as he smiles) I did too.

Dwayne- (Also raises a hand) Guilty.

David- So, are there any other questions you have for us. It's getting late, and I'm ready to hit home.

Trish- I know I'll think of something after you leave, but I guess not. I'm sure fans everywhere will always have thousands of questions for all of you forever, but this has been great. I appreciate it.

(The four of them nod and rise from their seats. Trish extends a hand and each of them shakes it.)

Paul- (Lingers) You sure you don't want to come back with us girly? It's a one-time offer.

David- Paul, let the lady be. I'm sure our paths will cross again.

Trish- (Nods) I hope they do, although…possibly when you're not hunting. (Notices the odd way David is looking at her.) Good night boys.

(A chorus of good byes echo around the room as each of them takes the exit, leaving Trish alone once again. She looks around the room, at the burnt out candles, at the empty glass of blood mixed with wine, and at the wine bottle David has left still half full, and suddenly is filled with a bareness. An amazing interview is what she asked for and exactly what she got, but along with that came the shocking thrill of what it was like to be next to them. To feel them, to experience first hand what a jolt it gave someone to have a mind whammy pulled on them. She felt an electricity still pulsing through her own veins as though for a second they had excepted her into their circle and for the first time ever, she felt utterly empty. It only proved to her that they were dangerous on so many different levels. Sure they were killers, but if they didn't do that, they left you wanting more, like a drug, and if she didn't get it what then? Could she go on living? Her brain racks against her skull. Dam them for doing this. It wasn't supposed to be like this, she was a professional.

She takes the wine bottle and plops down on the couch, chugging it as her mind wanders in the hopes that one day soon she'll find them again.)