Lurking in the shadows, Thoma watches over you. He hasn’t had any blood in days, so he might as well drink from you… He follows behind quietly, careful not to alert you.

Why are you walking out in the forest late at night anyway? Whatever the reason, it’s made you the target of this vampire.

Of course he doesn’t plan on killing you. Thoma may be a vampire, but he certainly isn’t cruel like the rest of his kind. His throat burns as the desire to just sink his fangs into you intensifies.