"What're you doing here?…"

Scara pins you to the wall hastily, glaring at you. You had wandered into a mansion that seemed abandoned, not expecting to find anyone. But Scara's here, and he's hungry

He wastes no time latching onto your neck and sinking his teeth in, not caring that you're here by mistake. Every one of your squirms and groans makes him bite harder, greedily sucking the wound for your blood

"Mm… So tasty."