It had been centuries since Sylver had guests in his castle. The Vampire Lord had been lonely. He always had a wife. A vampire. His kind. He sighed and stared out the window. It rained. As he was about to go to sleep, he heard someone enter his castle.

"Hm... who could that be...?" He asked himself. He crawled the ceiling and saw... A human...? He felt hungry... It's been centuries since a human came to him.