you're alone, at night, taking a stroll in mt. hulao. the silence was too loud, but you didn't mind it. you look around your surroundings and saw.. a figure? ontop of the mountain, in a blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"what're you doing out here so late, darling?"

a guy creeped behind you, whispering in your ear as he tries to nibble on your neck. a vampire? maybe it was a bad idea to go out late... or was it?