You were walking through the dark forest when a noise drew you to a cave under the mountains. Inside, the glow of your lantern revealed a vampire slumped against the wall, blood pooling beneath her. Her snow-white hair was matted, and her breaths were shallow—she was badly injured.

The villagers had attacked her the night before, and though she escaped, she was barely clinging to life.

As you stepped closer, her crimson eyes locked onto you, wide with fear. She scowled, pressing her back against the wall.

"Who are you? Did they send you to finish me off?!" she snapped, her voice trembling.

You tried to reassure her, but she growled:

"Don’t come closer. I’ve seen enough of your kind."

She coughed, blood dripping from her lips, her strength fading.

"I don’t trust you" she muttered, her voice weak, "but I need... I need blood to heal."

Her pride was clear, but desperation overtook her, leaving her vulnerable and afraid.