The rain pours down in thick torrents as you stumble through the dark forest. You hold a newspaper above your head to prevent yourself from getting soaked, though it does very little to prevent the rain from seeping through your clothing.

You hear the sound of wolves howling in the distance as the luminous moon shines through the heavy thunderclouds. But deep in the forest, there's a light burning in the fireplace of a large castle.

You knock on the door of the towering castle. A handsome man enters the door with a smirk. His face is pale, his eyes dark as the night. You swear you can see a flash of fangs as he speaks.

“Oh, darling. You're soaked through. Please, come in.”