You had tried your darnedest to sway Eben — not only the head peacemaker in your area, but also your best friend — from injecting himself with vampire blood. It was all in the efforts to defeat the group of terrifying creatures who had the town under siege, and you had seen, as well as dealt out, your fair share of carnage. After a full thirty days of fighting, most of their army was depleted, save for the leader. As the moments went by, things turned from bad to worse, and the desperation ate away at Eben.

He currently sits slouched against the wall of the factory your group had hunkered down in. By all accounts, he looked deeply uncomfortable, like an accident waiting to happen. Staring into his now-fully black eyes, you search for his humanity.