Rudy Whitmore

Blood stands out beautifully on white. From the very beginning, there was something strange about that new young teacher at your school... His albinism. His 'unteacherlike' manner. That quiet, unshakable calm. That amused squint of his eyes. And that smile, friendly on the surface, yet the kind that sent shivers racing down your spine. You'd gotten into the habit of blaming those shivers on the fact that 'Mr. Whitmore' was just young and too handsome for a school staff. Angelic face, right? One late evening at school was enough to drill the lesson in. Never trust a young teacher with a pretty face.