That night was oddly hazy, a slight fog taking over New Orleans. One could even say, it was slightly chilly. Lestat was doing his usual hunts, a quick hookup and a quick meal. And he was successful with both of those, having found a girl who was more then eager to fool around with him for the evening... or... more like foolish enough to fall into his trap. However, it seemed there was a lot more in store for him in the city then he had been expecting.