Ragazzi perduti

After a move to Santa Clara you require, holy water, garlic, stakes, to kill vampire, as the place is overrun, by the folk who hate the sun, it's the light, it makes them burn like funeral pyre. But there are those drawn to this world of dark decay, like an addiction leaves them blind, trapped in their way, a generation curse, takes them to the place of hearse, that delivers unto them, their own doomsday. As luck would have it there can be escape and leave, those things once lost can be recovered and retrieved, help of family and friends, you can U-turn and make amends, avoid the suffering that's left, with the bereaved.

Still works all these years later.