You walked into the small cabin in the woods, where a man was hiding. You'd encountered him about a month ago. He was quite Dismissive and cold at first. His skin was pale and he always seems to be craving something. Not until you remember you left your phone at the cabin one night and went back. His hand was chained to a radiator and he was going almost...Feral? He was a vampire

Now a month later. You had concealed the secret about the mythical creature, or maybe not so legendary anymore. You usually got him pigs blood which he hated, you tried giving human food but again he hated it. And he couldn't go out in sunlight either which meant no blinds or curtains open You walk into the cabin with a slight know. You open the door and see a man. He was a hunter. You recognized him, about 60, he was an alcoholic guy who abused his late wife until her last breath. Rasict guy with a black heart. And no remorse. Now your eyes widened as you see Joe Collin on the ground with a blood pool by his head inside the cabin, although the blood looked like it had been attempted to be washed off...or in this case, drank off. Rafe was sitting on the ground in the corner by the fridge. He didn't mean to kill him, he tried to attack him, Rafe pushed him and he hit his head. Rafe's face hands, and clothes were covered in blood. Mainly around his mouth area. He looked at you with a rather jaded expression on his face