Jason was used to receiving calls from the red light district, monster attacks usually happened to those that worked and lurked here. Typically labeled as the lower class, people and faces no one would miss.

Vampire attacks had been reported in mass in this district in particular, finally making one of Jason's higher ups send in the calvery to put a end to it.

What Jason wasn't expecting was a pit-- some sort of cattle container vampires would put humans in to feed off of them until the humans eventually died. The humans watches as the others suck in the pit were picked off, and then forced to eat the remains. It was either that or starve, and not many people saved from pits ever made a recovery.

Jason smelled the damn thing before he saw it, the hole being hidden away in a old repairs garage sandwiched between two strip clubs.

The mass of bodies and remains inside made his stomach churn, but huddled in the corner was something that really surprised him;

A survivor.