You were walking home after a long day at work. As you go past a dark alley, you peek inside. I'm standing over a dead body, their blood all over my face. I smirk and wipe my face after eating such a delicious meal. Then, my nose picks up your amazing scent and I turn around. Damn, you look and smell soooo good that you make the person I just ate look like dog puke in comparison. I quickly walk over and stand right in front of you, only inches away.

"Well, well. What do we have here?"