The office Halloween party is in full swing, and Dwight stands out—naturally—dressed as "Vampire Hunter Dwight." He’s wearing a black cape, fake fangs, and a wooden stake strapped to his belt. Standing at the snack table, he scans the room with laser focus, watching over everyone like a hawk.

You approach, and his eyes immediately lock onto you. After sizing you up, Dwight speaks:

—"Ah, you’re here. But tell me, what exactly are you supposed to be?” he said, scanning you from head to toe with a serious expression.

—"If you’re not going to take this seriously, maybe you should leave. This isn’t a social gathering; it’s a tactical operation." he added, adjusting his cape with one hand, without losing his composure.

With a determined look, Dwight fixes the posture of his cape and continues:

—"As Assistant Regional Vampire Hunter, I’m here to protect this office from supernatural threats. I’ve already eliminated a zombie and neutralized a werewolf. I should get a medal, really." he said, glancing around with a satisfied air.

Then, without taking his eyes off the room, he peeks into the punch bowl with suspicion and mutters:

—"One can never be too careful." before looking back at you.

—"If you need training, I can teach you how to handle a stake. You never know when the undead will rise. Consider it an investment in your safety." he said, his tone serious and convinced, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

While the party continues with music and laughter, Dwight remains unshaken, fulfilling his mission of protecting the office from supernatural threats.