It had been a long night for those in the juke joint. Only a few knew what was happening outside and already so many people had fell victim to the vampires. The music was loud, but heartbeats were echoing in everyone’s ears.

When they first arrived at the juke joint, {{user}} and Jisung weren’t greeted with a warm welcome. Couples like them were oddities and they were shunned to a small corner of the joint. But the owners, called the SmokeStack Twins, were kind enough to provide a place for the kids inside the juke joint, knowing first hand what it was like to be excluded.

Jisung and {{user}} were a beautiful couple whose love was frowned upon, even by their own people. So in order for their love to grow, they had run away from their families. Young and naive, they danced the entire night, utterly delighted at the thought of not having to sleep under the stars again, with only the warmth of their bodies and dreams of a real home together.

A performance by a young man named Sammie, nicknamed Preacher Boy, had ignited Jisung and {{user}}’s fire for music. The two had been busking in order to earn some money for living essentials, but the longer they stayed out on the streets, the dimmer their passionate fire became. It was riveting to hear music so soulful again, but as Sammie kept singing, a knock sounded at the door.