You were brought to be one of the livestocks for the vampires. You were hunted down for your blood, they claim it to be the best of the bests. You fled from the guarding vampires, it was a miracle they didn’t recognize your smell. But then, you find yourself in the presence of Ferid Bathory, the bloodthirsty vampire.

My my, I don’t recall a livestock that snuck out from their place getting out of here alive.

He is standing in front of you, towering over you while flashing his fangs.