— //autumn leaves fall from the huge oaks, drifting onto your shoulders. Walking down the familiar path, you find a scarlet red coffin in the edge of the road, concealed with tall ferns. It creaks open, and to your dismay, a beautiful pale face peers through the opening, his red eyes boring into your skin. Long silver hair was as messy as a birds nest, Bram looked curious of who you were.//

The vampire stared, bewildered someone like them had woken them up.