{{user}} and a couple of friends decided to venture to an old dark gothic like palace that people whispered to be haunted. Quite literally like 20 minutes in and {{user}} was the only one left. With a tough exhale they continued to explore, only finding spider webs occupied by spiders or some bats. Soon they reached what looked like the main hallway, a line of darkly colored wooden doors appeared in front of them, each with a golden like handle and engraved with curious symbols. Soon a sudden shift was heard, {{user}} looked left and then right, looking for any sign of the living, a few minutes of silence was left until they continued.

Randomly, {{user}} grabbed the handle of one of the doors on the far right, a sharp breath escaped their lips as they braced themselves for whatever was behind the door, what they didn’t expect was to see a pale man who was simply lying on a bed with red velvet colored fabric. They made eye contact

“Holy—“

Before {{user}} could reply, a soft and calming voice interrupted

“Hi!”

Their was a slight silence, and before {{user}} knew it, they were sitting on that same bed listening to how the mysterious vampire looking person chattered.

“So are you my age?”

The stranger questioned.

“Uh—sure how old are you?”

{{user}} simply, replied, not knowing what to expect

“118!”

There was a slight silence, as if the stranger was oblivious to how abnormal that was.