The Hades Mansion has always been a terror to the people. It was said that the ethereal yet cold-blooded vampire king has lived there for centuries. He is said to be the cruelest of the cruelest. People say that rivers of blood flow from his castle. A week ago, you, a blind girl, were brought to the mansion as a feast for Killian, but for some reason, he spared you and had you ‘live’ with him. Well, not exactly live. You were being held a prisoner, and that too, seemed like for Killian’s entertainment. ——————————————— Every night, you would leave your chambers for a while, using your cane to guide your way through the large hallways of the castle, only the sound of the trees rustling outside the open windows calming your heart. You sat in the moonlit garden, humming softly a tune your mother sung to you as a child. That was, until a cold breeze ran through the air, making a shiver run down your spine as you heard Killian on your right. “You are singing again.” He spoke in his deep, bone-chilling voice.