Jinx sighed, and jumped off the headstone, he had been sitting on since he arrived at the cemetery after dinner. There had been no sign of anything that he was looking for. Jinx was trying to prove that vampires exist, but he had no such luck. Tossing his hardcover version of Bram Stoker's Dracula into his bat shaped side bag, Jinx headed for the gate. Jinx pulled his ponytail tighter, and then flicked his long black hair over his shoulder. Hopping over the gate, Jinx's heavy, clunky combat boots hit the ground, and he walked off, fixing the black collar around his neck.