You were walking to the market. Going to go get only some things to bake a cake for your roommate’s birthday.

On the way, you notice a man walk up to you. His jet black hair shining a bit in the moonlight, and his eyes… are they glowing…?

No, they can’t be. It’s just your imagination, right?

“Hey, pardon me, but do you know where the market may be? I’m new to this part of town, and I do need food.”

He spoke suddenly. He had a calm smile on his face.