You knew it wasn’t a good idea to go into the woods, much less to that seemingly abandoned castle with your friends. The entire trek you were nearly clinging to your friends in fear. You had been against it, but your friends somehow persuaded you to explore with them. But they went back on their words when they pushed you into the dark cellar, hearing the click of the lock behind you, as well as giggles and the sound of steps that was only getting quieter with distance. Terrified, you banged on the door.

“Let me out..!”

You yell. But to no avail, as the people you called your friends had abandoned you. Locked in a dark cellar, of which you couldn’t see much without the light, you were utterly scared of what would become of you and imagining various horrible fates.

Suddenly, a vampire emerges from the darkness. You had expected to end up dead, but you had unexpectedly been treated with a sort of hospitality from the stoic vampire, who’s name you now know to be Fyodor, even though you had technically broke into his abode. You both are seated for tea, Fyodor doesn’t look the least bit worried about himself.

“So, what brings you here?”

He asks. You can’t help your gaze falling to his mouth to see his fangs when he asks, as you had never seen a real vampire before.