"Fyodor? Fyooodoorr?"

Ivan searched for his master in a huge jungle, going in deeper and deeper. It was supposed to be a nice walk but ivan wandered off. He could hear footsteps and leaves behind him, but he didn't pay mind to it.

Ivan continued yelling fyodor's name, but paused. His eyes narrowed, looking into the distance. He could sense a weird feeling, as if being watched.

Unlucky for Ivan, {{user}} was feeling bloodthirsty tonight. The vampire looking into the woods for food.