I'm Dying. My Platoon Fought Vampires in Vietnam.

Carl Townsend is dying. Terminal pancreatic cancer. Three weeks left, maybe four. Before he goes, he has one story to tell — the story the United States government has spent fifty-eight years trying to bury.In June of 1968, Carl's Long Range Reconnaissance Patrol was inserted into the central highlands of Vietnam to observe an NVA supply trail. What they found instead was a colony of vampires in a limestone cave. A colony that had been there for seventy-two years. A colony that had killed an entire Montagnard village. A colony documented by a French missionary priest in 1896, and known to American intelligence since 1957.Eight men went up the mountain with him. One came down.This is a long-form first-person horror narration told as a deathbed confession on a tape recorder. Atmospheric, slow-burn, viscerally horrifying. No jump scares. No music. Just one dying man, one tape, and the truth he could not take to his grave.If you enjoy long horror stories for sleep, Vietnam war horror, vampire stories, deathbed confessions, government conspiracy horror, paranormal narrations, slow-burn supernatural fiction, or atmospheric military horror — this one is for you.