Do you have ties with Russia?

Anna, a 108-year-old Russian vampire, is sectioned in a Sheffield psych ward.

Some of you asked me on X what happened in Leeuwarden, and how come I am in a psychiatric hospital in Sheffield, trying to protect my ring?

Let me tell you.

I came to Sheffield for a conference: “Folklore in sociological studies”. The theme of my PhD, I must admit, is indeed very unusual, but I was still shocked about the reaction of people.

There is nothing strange in the topic of “Vampire bots on X, and epistemology”, but I didn’t expect a crowd of people to come for my presentation. I also presented it quite modestly, nothing shocking or inappropriate.

“Hello, my name is Anna Slabodsky, and I am a vampire. 108 years old (or 109), I am not sure,” and, fair enough, some started laughing, but I continued in a way that would calm the whole auditorium down. I mean, how is one supposed to present when the public makes noise?

“You, and you,” I pointed to specific people in the back of the auditorium. “Stay calm or I will drink your blood at the end of my presentation,” and while everyone fell silent, it wasn’t the silence I was looking for. I could see that most of the auditorium was in a state of shock.

And therefore, I added:

“I don’t drink any human blood, unless I am truly starving and there are no other alternatives. The food you offered for lunch was horrible though. Sandwiches and a packet of crisps?”

Last time I was in the UK, it was high tea, with interesting food one could enjoy, instead of vomiting from it, like I did today.

“So, yes, I am hungry, but I won’t harm any of you.”

I clicked on the next slide, but suddenly a whole security team came in and asked me to follow them.

I didn’t expect that. In the Netherlands, where I permanently reside in Leeuwarden, they all think I am normal. Maybe a bit eccentric, but they don’t try to catch me or arrest me, there is no need.

And therefore, I didn’t resist the security, or what appeared to be some doctors with nurses, and the last thing I remember before passing out from their injections was a question:

“Do you have ties with Russia?”

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I am a doctor of philosophy, a university lecturer, and a lover of cats, fine wine, dancing, theatre, and human eccentricity. I was born in the Soviet Union (Moscow). I am fluent in four languages, and have spent all my adult life studying (except from 18 to 19) working and living throughout Western Europe. Despite a surname-Netchitailova- that translates from Russian into English as “unreadable”, my greatest passions in life are reading and writing. My personal struggles have made me appreciate the manifestations of weirdness that exist everywhere.

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