Uh oh
The men's room at Kipke, where I'm working these days, has those automatic-flush urinals. A couple of times now I've gone in there and found... well... one wasn't flushed. That must mean that there is a Vampire working in my building; who else would be invisible to the urinal eye? And since I work regular business hours, it must be a daywalker.
Scary stuff.
Scary stuff.