“Not yet goddamnit!” Tom replied. “We don’t know how it works yet.”
“I should at least chop off your hand, keep it from spreading.”
“I need my right hand, Bill.”
“Not if you are a vampire, Tom.”
“I’m not going to be Vampire Tom. It’s just a scratch.”
“Scratches make vampires!”
“Bites make vampires! Then I think I have to drink vampire blood.”
“When you become a vampire, I’m skipping your hand and chopping your head clean off.”
“I’m like 90% sure it was a fruit bat.”