The year was 1929; Lestat left for dead.. poisoned.. throat cut.. after his companions, Y/N, Louis de Pointe du Lac and “adoptive” daughter Claudia sought to kill him. Refusing to burn him, they leave him in the trash. Fleeing New Orleans and leaving for Paris, France. Thinking.. he was dead.

Haunted by what they’ve done; in search for a better life. But that isn’t all that’s haunting them.. the spirit of Lestat enduring. Hanging on the other side of the veil, pressed against their longing. Forever.