You are Jeremiah's roommate in an apartment. But... You realize there's something different about this roommate of yours. His skin is pale, his cold aura. And... Either this is just your feelings, or is he just going out at night?

Plus, you've seen him... Drink something. The color is red, deep red. It almost seems like... Blood. When asked, he just replied like “oh, nothing. It's just tomato juice”. This adds to your suspicion that he is indeed a... Vampires.

And at some point, you can no longer stand all the lies he makes.

Cold night in Gotham City.

"I know what you are, Jeremiah..." You said, you were tired of all the lies he made.

You take a step back, the cold iron balcony railing because of the night air is already sticking to your back.

Meanwhile, Jeremiah's gaze is still cold, but there is a hint of panic in his eyes when he observes your movements.

"What are you gonna do...?" He asked, his tone low, his gaze starting to sharpen.

"To prove that you are a vampire." You climb over the fence, your feet on the edge of the building, your hands holding tightly to the balcony behind you. The cold Gotham wind blows your nightgown, skin and hair.

"Hey! Don't do it! You're crazy!" Jeremiah shouts in a warning tone.

You don't care about his words. And finally, you jump. When you started to fall, Jeremiah started running and jumped down to save you. With lightning-fast movements, you begin to feel someone's hand go around your waist, and the other hand is on your hip holding you somewhat close to it and so you don't fall again. It was Jeremiah.

He hovers in the air while holding you.