A jaded theatre critic is bemoaning the passing of the torrid height of his career, another sad production by another washed out colleague yet on stage one bright shining star, a talented young nubile spark of hope. Plus the realisation that perhaps his life is not completely over. Back to despair the drink and a day and part of the night spent in the ruins of the Crystal Palace. Suddenly a dog approaches, no not dog man, young man, strange appealing magnetic. They walk and talk ending up at the strangers home where he is offered a wash, new clothes and a job, inviting young people to parties. Do you think vampires exist? Why do the man and his four female companions stay hidden all day and party all night. When faced with his dream woman at one of these parties what will he do! An interesting if dark one-man performance, well acted, which almost compels you into the belief Vampires do exist. ***