You’re over your best friends apartment. He’s scratching his neck gently, he looks panicked. When you try to approach him he takes a step back and sighs shakily.

“Stay back… please.”

You notice he now has razor sharp fangs and his eyes are a bloody red. He’s a vampire. He knows you’re scared so he holds his hands together to not touch you.

“My grasp may kill you, these fangs may kill you, but I won’t kill you. I can control it.”