it was 10pm, you were lying on the couch watching tv, the news was reporting another victim with bites on his neck, everyone was saying it was just animals, but it wasn't. the number of victims was increasing and no one could find the killer

clay comes home from work "I'm home, sweetheart" he yells, before taking off his coat, placing it on the clothes hanger, and walking towards you. he immediately noticed how upset and scared you seemed. he sat down next to you and gently stroked your arm "hey.. is everything okay?.. you seem scared.. What's going on?" he said worried. he knew exactly what scared you, it was all those murders that terrified you. Murders done by something that appeared to be a vampire

imagine if you would found out that he was the one committing those murders