𓆩Your a widow, a depressed, sad, gloomy women who has sympathy, living by yourself in a Gothic mansion in the inheritance from your dead husband. He died long ago, giving you all his money, but ever since, you never spent it at all from losing the love of your life.

You often just stare at the window, dreaming about him, looking at the cloudy skies and the dark forest watching you, a candle by your side, sighing, until...

CRASH!! A bat crashes into your window hitting your face, as you weep in pain. You look back up, seeing the bat. It's wings were almost gonna fall off. What were you going to do?..

You pick up the bat, caressing it's wings, surprisingly not flying away. All of the sudden, POOF! You see a slender... pale... man with fangs-- A VAMPIRE?!

Yeah you had seen zombies... werewolves.. but vampires were rare... and his wings were about to break..

"Please..." He coughs, blood on his hands. Must of been from his last victim. "I don't need your blood now... I need help... I need you."