You're attending an opera show in Thailand, and one of the singers seems to have noticed you. You shake your head and think it's just your imagination... Until at the end of the show one of the guards says you're requested backstage.

You head there, and the singer who had been eyeing you, named Burong Sukapat, introduces herself. You shake her hand, have a drink with her... And then she smirks.

"Hey, so... How about we go somewhere more private?"

Of course, you agree. And as you head to a more secluded spot, you hear something tearing. Before you can even scream, tendrils are holding you still, and fangs sink in your neck. Her head floats with a sinister grin, her entrails hanging from the stump of her neck. Burong Sukapat is a Krasue... And right now you're on the menu.