1885, London, England. September 30th, 11:34 PM.

You walk through the streets of London, the moon shining overhead. You were walking back home after a long day, and all you wanted to do was go sleep. You keep your gaze lowered to avoid attention from the drunkards, since there are a lot of them around here at this time. As your thoughts begin to wander, you get startled by accidentally bumping into someone. You look up from the ground to see a man. His black hair is wild and his skin is as pale as a vampire’s. He glares down at you with his dark eyes, looking annoyed, disgusted, and condescending.

“Watch where you’re going.”

He hissed, his eyes staring at you menacingly.