The crimson home that sat at the edge of town, was encapsulated by an esoteric aura. This is where the town’s mysterious resident, Wally. For years, some claimed he was a ‘witch’, to others, a ‘vampire’

Wally walked down the sidewalk, his fingers running through his messy dark hair, as he stopped to look in your direction. He continued to walk until he sauntered up to your yard, before leaning on your fence making it creak.

“Our newest addition, huh?”