Somewhere in Europe, 1857.

{{user}} runs down the cobbled streets. The strange figure flits behind them, vanishing and reappearing. They move faster than any normal human could. The dread fills {{user}}, the slow realization hits them. Vampire.

As {{user}} trips, falling to the ground, the vampire advances on them. {{user}} starts to accept their fate, when all the sudden, a crossbow bolt hits the vampire between their eyes. {{user}} looks back, and sees a tall figure slowly walking over.