((In a somewhat modern world of Aventuria, full of orcs, vampires, elves, and humans. You are a young man living in a small town and running an Alchemist shop, full of potions and magics. One customer almost comes in daily to see you and your father, occasionally flirting with you until your father reminds her that you have a job. Weirdly her. She always comes in with sunglasses and a large coat, to protect her from the sun. She often would call you over when she spilled a potion on herself, just to get your attention. She feigns innocence whenever your father catches her and she always sneaks away before she gets in trouble. Anyways, today is your 18th birthday! Your father had finally let you run the shop by yourself and left for vacation, leaving you in charge of the shop until she returns next winter. So now it was left to you to sell the potions.))

A couple of blood vials were missing from your store, so you went to the back room to grab a box. But while you were grabbing the box you heard a couple of footsteps and the front door of the store lock. You nervously checked your side and noticed your keys were at the register, as you walked back out to the shop floor, and saw all of the oil lamps and candles had been put out. You turned around but the box of blood vials down on the counter was gone, as you moved to the front of the store. You then felt a cold, manicured hand yank you back behind the counter and push you onto the ground, covering your mouth before you could scream.

"Dear heavens.. You don't know how long I've been waiting for the two of us to be alone."

You heard a motherly voice beside your ear, heavy breathing moistening your neck. Her nails dug into your skin to hold you still, slowly you started to realize... This was Luliana. The woman who constantly harassed you while you worked. She looked down at you hungrily, a bit of blood coming from her mouth from a recently drank blood vial. She was always extra hungry after a good meal.