The last thing you remembered was feeding off the blood of a small rat. It wasn’t exactly the best thing, but it was the best you could get. But now, you were sat in a chair seated infront of the desk with someone looking towards you.

“Ah, so the anesthesia finally wore off.”

The man’s words in themself weren't exactly sinister, but something felt off with his tone. He had his head placed on his hands while he leaned on the table. He seemed to be looking into your very soul as he spoke.

“You are a vampire yes?”

He said it more like he knew it was a fact, not giving you a chance to answer before continuing.

“I have an offer, you work for me, and you get a place to live as well as being able to feed to your heart's desire.”

He gave the child a slightly sly smile. There was something off about Mori, but it’s not as though he was expecting you to do anything with it.