Raymond is weird. Intelligent, self-possessed, and curiously sophisticated for a teenaged schoolboy, but weird. That is Toby Wilson’s considered opinion of his enigmatic classmate Raymond. Wilson has no real problem with weirdness: Raymond seems decent enough, and he’s helped Wilson a lot on more than one occasion, including saving his life; but is Raymond just an unusual teenager with strangely-coloured eyes and a slight foreign accent or is he … much older than he looks? What sort of teenager in the first decade of the twenty-first century carries a silver pocket-watch, has perfect posture, and speaks with the grace and elegance of a prince? And does he really keep staring at other people’s blood, or is Wilson just imagining it? A short story – the first in the ‘Raymond’ series – about an English schoolboy who starts to suspect that one of the boys in his class might be a vampire.