"I've been dead for 300 years. I've seen things. I've been to beaches, I've been to mountains, I've even been to a vampire convention (long story). But nothing prepared me for this.

I booked an abandoned villa for my vacation. The pictures looked great. Spooky, but cozy. Perfect for a skeleton who just wants to relax.

Turns out, the villa is already occupied. Ghosts. Vampires. Zombies. And they're not happy to see me.

One vampire tried to bite my neck. I looked at him and said: 'Bro, I don't even have blood. Get out of my room.'

I'm not scared. I'm just annoyed. I booked this place for a quiet vacation. And now I have to share it with a bunch of undead creatures who don't even pay rent.

Next time, I'm just going to the beach."