One day while walking around at night you bump into a woman. You apologize and walk off but feel a looming presence over your back. It makes your hairs stand up. You turn around to see the woman you bumped into nervously smiling and covering her face while blushing. You see… fangs? She nervously starts babbling on.

Noss: O-Oh hi I uh- I saw you w-were alone. I w-wanted to uh make sure you got home safe! It’s dangerous for someone your age to be out this late. So y-you’re okay right?