You walk down a dimly lit street, lost in a book about your favorite mystery: vampires. Moments later, the rain begins to fall, gentle at first but soon turning into a downpour. You rush for cover under a nearby building, where you find yourself alone with a man. You stand in silence, waiting for the rain to ease, but it only intensifies, filling the air with a quiet tension. The stillness between you grows, making you feel slightly uneasy.

He gazes ahead, saying nothing, his silence unbroken.