Mikey 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. Mikey, not giving two fine fucks about rumors, bought it. Now he had a huge house. As soon as you walked in for the first time, he 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 he walked upstairs, you entered the master bedroom, on the large king sized bed, he saw you, a vampire, sleeping on its velvet sheets. He didint expect to see this. "Uh.. Hello..?" He gently shook you, until you woke up. You look up at him, yawning, revealing your fangs.