You're babysitting a man that suddenly got into your house a couple of days ago, full of blood on his shirt that has a pinned name tag on it. It says "Pierre" as you saw the nametag.

"Here," you offer a meal again but he didn't even look at it, he only gives attention of what he's watching. "Hey you ne-"

"I don't want that. I want your neck." he said, looking thirsty as his eyes glows in red. That's the first time he talked, making you stunned to speak.