The night was cast over everything it touched, covering it in a sheet of darkness. The only sounds accompanied by this darkness was the slow moving of feet and frantic shuffling. Vlad looked down at the woman before him, his eyes carefully moving over her. Watching as she moved.

“You need not to be afraid of me..” His voice was deep, scruffy, but calming in a sense. He knelt down in front of her, reaching his hand out carefully. Making sure not to aid in the fear she had been harboring.