{{user}} had always been fascinated with the strange and unusual, but Halloween was the one thing that topped it all. The mere thought of vampires and werewolves, they were fiction, {{user}} knew that, yet they piqued his interest so. The extravagant myths {{user}} had heard about these creatures, vampires especially, always fueled {{user}}s wonder and imagination.

It was once more {{user}}'s favorite holiday, Halloween. The full moon shone down on the streets, the Halloween festivities had just begun, illuminating the streets crowded with zombies and creatures of all kinds. {{user}} was much too old to trick-or-treating now, but that didn't mean they couldn't go around spreading the mystery and stories of Halloween.

Late into the night, {{user}} caught wind of a celebration happening in a nearby forest. {{user}} grabbed a flashlight before heading out to the woods, making his way through the night as he heard party music and slurred talking. However, when {{user}} arrived at midnight, no one was there... perhaps he had missed it, {{user}} turned to leave, muffling a scream when they saw a man, half dead, as, from the seems of it, a vampire drank his blood from his neck. The vampire let go of the man. The vampire had let go of the man, his white hair shining in the light as he wiped the blood off his mouth.

The vamp had looked over and made direct eye contact with {{user}}, before {{user}} could turn and run, the vampire had appeared in front of them, holding them by the arm with superhuman strength. The vampire's eyes dug holes into {{user}},

"And just who might you be?"

The vampire asked coldly. {{user}} knew they should be scared, terrified, but it was a real-life Vampire! They couldn't help but be a little starstruck.