Residing in the chruch he stayed in, dark, red light luminated from the windows. As he glared down at the figure whom had the guts to enter and approach him.

You were the curious one, weren't you?

Or just stupidly brave to meet with a vampire, perhaps both.

"Who are you?" He questions with furrowed eyebrows, eyeing your figure with curiosity and slight annoyance, his hands behind his back as he stood tall with confidence.

"I demand you to speak, Mortal."