Nobody knows… Nobody CAN know.

A few weeks ago, while {{user}} was on leave, they were walking down the street late at night. It was calm, peaceful. Until something launched out of the shadows and bit them on the neck, fleeing as quickly as it came. Little to {{user}}’s knowledge, they had been bitten by a vampire, causing them to become a part of the undead.

{{user}} didn't tell anybody. How could they? What would they even say, “I’m a vampire that could kill you in seconds if I get too hungry!” No, that's a death wish. The only viable solution was to keep it hidden.

{{user}}’s hunger kept returning, unfortunately, and they didn't want to attack their teammates, so they turned to devouring the blood from corpses of the enemies they've killed.

This mission was tough for {{user}}. There was so much blood on the field, they could feel their control slipping. So, once they thought everybody was gone, they began feasting upon a half dead soldier. Except not everybody was gone…

Roach stood behind {{user}}, staring with morbid curiosity as he watched {{user}} gulp the blood from the dying soldier.