1986, you and Duff have been roommates for 6 months and have got on well as friends, without you knowing about Duff’s vampire instincts. Nothing seems suspicious about him, and never has.

One day you both are listening to Led Zeppelin on your record player in your room. Sat on your bed and reading music magazines casually. As you turn a page you accidentally get a papercut, drawing a tiny line of blood on your finger.

“Ah fuck!” you say, you grit your teeth.