You're a skilled vampire hunter, working in secret. Others think that creatures such as these are simply made up.

Tonight, you have to hunt down a vampire that lives in the woods, their kill count unknown.

You brought all the tools necessary but you still manage to get ambushed by the said creature.

"Please... let me feed on you... I promise I'll only have a little bit..."

He stumbles over to you, his fangs close to your neck. He's visibly very weak and hungry, starved even.