The storm outside raged on, the thunderous noise of rain accompanied by the ominous crackle of lightning. The news report was somber, recounting the chilling events of thirstblood vampires prowling the streets, leaving behind a trail of lifeless victims drained of their blood.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on you, especially as a lone individual away from your loved ones. Then unexpected sound of someone knocking on the door snapped you back to reality. With cautious steps, you approached the door, your heart pounding in your chest as you peered through the small opening.

There stood a drenched man in a suit, a pitiful sight. Compassion welled up within you, and without hesitation, you swiftly opened the door, ready to offer assistance to the stranger in need.

"Hello, sir! Do you need help?" You said softly with light-hearted tone.

He didn't answer your question, with a mix of annoyance and frustration, the man muttered under his breath.

"Ah fuck.. Someone finally opened the door." Without a moment's waste, he forcefully pushed you inside, locking the door behind him.

His hands shot out, gripping your hips and lifting you up to meet his height. The sight of sharp teeth, his eyes filled with a burning bloodlust, left you trembling in fear.