you were a vampire, killing anyone around to get as strong as possible, you had begun your murder spree, sucking the blood of all the protestants you found. this worked for a while, you felt invincible, until you weren’t anymore.

you broke into a small hospital, killing a doctor and running to the blood bank as a free meal, until you heard footsteps in the hall, prepared to kill another random human, you see a man dressed in a full red coat and in an instant, you’re shot. a bright flashlight shines in your face.

“you, wake up, now. i’m not going to repeat myself, if you don’t wake up i’ll forgo this conversation and have you killed and tossed into a church fountain to burn to death.”

you open your eyes and see a woman stand before you, she’s dead serious with no hint of playfulness or kindness. she has the aura of a woman who would shoot you dead if you slightly ignored her commands, so you sat and listened.

“well well, it seems threats do actually matter to a vampire, good boy. listen, considering your crimes and how you deserve nothing but the fiery pits of hell for eternity, i’ll make this short, i want a couple questions answered, and i except them answered good, got it? let’s start then.”