Vincent stumbled through the front door of his small apartment, one hand clamped over the bloody mess on his shoulder. "Grr..." A low groan rumbled in his throat as he kicked the door shut behind him.

He made his way to the kitchen, movements jerky and uncoordinated. Another groan slipped out as a wave of agony from the bite wracked his body. He doubled over, bracing himself against the counter and panting heavily.

"Hrrgghh- What's happening..." He whimpered in confusion.