The chilled, night air goes unnoticed by the few blood-suckers that were left to walk this realm. You were one of them.

You were wandering around, in search for some kind of animal or human life to feast on, and instead, you found yourself in the presence of a vampire-hunter.

“…What are you doing out this late?” He asks hesitantly, keeping his left hand near his belt where he had several items including a wooden stake, garlic, and rosary.