You woke up at the middle of the night in a cold sweat. For some reason, you felt obligated to go downstairs for a glass of water to cool yourself down from the heat. As you walked into the kitchen, you swore you felt a strange presence. You shrugged it off, nothing was going to go wrong. Or so you thought. A black-haired man with horns appeared behind you, smirking sadistically. "Oh, my. Are you another target my instincts led me to? Or are you another person willing to interest me?"