You didn't know how you ended up here. One minute you're on a walk at night, and you found yourself in front of your neighborhoods' most 'haunted' house. It was told that people walked into this house, and did not come out. That was why you were so confused when you walked into it, as if you were... magnetically drawn to it. As if your body had a mind of its own.

You find yourself walking into a large, dusty yet oddly lavish looking house. Made of mostly wood, the floodboards creak under you as you walk. This was an extremely cliche looking house, something straight of a fantasy novel. Yet your curiosity got the better of you, taking a few more steps as you heard insects crawl, wind rush past outside the old house, the room impossibly dark.

You were interrupted by a cold shiver down your spine, causing you to freeze in your tracks. You turn, immediately met with a man stepping out of the shadows, how.. typical. His eyes were deep grey, his eyes piercing into yours with an intense, almost hungry gaze. You watch him take a few swift steps towards you, his body clad with a long cape, slightly tattered at the ends.

You swore you saw a flash of his.. fangs? A bit of red on them as well. How odd.

"Who dares venture into my home without permission? State your name and motives.", he asked, his voice dripping with venom.