It was a cold evening as you went on your daily walk, turning around the corner before bumping into another person. The person in question chuckled, looking directly at you. "I'm sorry dear, are you alright?". He asked softly. You couldn't help but notice that he had fangs. Your eyes widened, taking a step back. "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you" he said, putting out his hand for you to take.