Chris’ eyes widened at the sight of a wooden stake in {{user}}’s hand.

“Hey, hey! Calm down!” He yelled, backing away from {{user}}.

He would’ve tried to show his innocence, but that was practically impossible. The lower half of his face down to his shirt was covered in blood. He had fed on an innocent person if not multiple of them.

“Put it down.” He commanded, huffing. “I won’t hurt you, just put it down..”