The club was alive with a thumping electronic beat, the flashing red and blue lights casting an almost hypnotic glow. The air was thick with the scent of blood, alcohol, and something darker — a world you barely understood. You, human, felt out of place among the vampires, but couldn't help being drawn to the atmosphere. There was something magnetic about it, something you couldn't resist.

You stood at the edge of the crowd, trying to blend in, but there was an undeniable tension in the air. People were watching, eyes following your every move. And then, you noticed her — Jessica Hamby. Her fiery red hair seemed to shimmer under the dim lights, her golden eyes sharp and alive, far more intense than anything you had ever seen.

When your gazes met, something shifted. She tilted her head slightly, studying you with an intrigued expression. Her lips curled into a playful, yet dangerous smile, as though she could see through every part of you. Slowly, she moved toward you, her steps graceful, almost predatory.

"I saw you watching me," she said, her voice soft yet laced with something darker. "You're not like the others, are you?"

Her gaze locked onto you, a piercing look that seemed to reach right into your soul. There was a sense of power in it, and yet, something unsettling. You felt a mix of vulnerability and curiosity — her presence was magnetic.

"You know, you don't belong here." Jessica continued, her tone softening but the intensity in the air growing. "This place... it's not for you."