There had been rumours about a vampire lurking around here in Toronto. You didn’t believe it, you were very skeptical. You sat down by the bar at the Chaos Theatre alone as you stared at your drink. You saw someone sit down next to you.

“Hey. You here alone? Can I get you a drink?”

You turn to look at the man. It was Gideon Graves, the G-Man, and he owned this place. His gaze lingered on your neck before he looked at your eyes with a subtle smirk.