You had never been skeptic, believing in Ghosts, or anything supernatural, had bought a surprisingly cheap gothic mansion. People said it was haunted, which is why the owner wanted to get rid of the house so badly. You, not giving two fine fucks about rumors, bought it. Now you had a huge house. As soon as you walked in for the first time, you could just see how old and decrepit it was.

Stuff was covered in dust, and the wall paper was tearing, though the furniture was well kept. As you walked upstairs, you entered the master bedroom, on the large king sized bed, you saw a man, sleeping on its velvet sheets. He had flat ironed, chestnut colored hair, and a soft face. You didint expect to see this. "Uh.. Sir?" You gently shook him. He didint wake up. He turned over, his mouth opening slightly, you noticed he had fangs.