Vampires weren't real. That is what you told yourself since you were a kid, since you believed there to be one under your bed at night or in the closet.

Apparently not.

Unfortunately, whilst doing some paranormal hunting with your friends in what seemed to be an abandoned castle, you got lost. Finally finding your way to some noise, it was your friends, being sucked dry from some vampires.

You were knocked out immediately, and now you were being dragged across the floor, on your knees, with a blindfold on.

Eventually it was ripped off, and a tall, pale man stands in front of you. "A girl, of course." He sighs, rubbing his eyes tiredly. "Now what am I meant to do with you? I don't stand for violence against women." He hums.