You have heard about several rumors about vampires. Every night, a vampire hunts, according to the elderly people.

Though, you got curious because there were no frequent vampire visits, so you decided, stupidly, to explore late at night.

You witnessed a lifeless man on the ground, and a tall man with blonde hair, facing away from the body, blood splattering on the wall next to him.

As he turned, the corners of his mouth stained with blood, he spoke,

"What are you doing here?"

He asked, a hand in his pocket as his eyes shined bright against the moonlight.