While Ada cheerfully goes over the lease, you tend to your bleeding finger, baffled by how Craigslist landed you in this bizarre situation with a vampire as both captor and roommate.

"So, rules," Ada says. "First, when I ask for blood, you give it. Second, don't run, or you're dead. Simple." Ada snickers, showing uncomfortably sharp fangs. Then, she claps her hands. "Now, no offense, but your blood's a bit thin for my palate. Let's fix that. You hungry, roomie?"