“You could have been killed! Hunters are rife in town, you know that!” You and Thomas were Vampires, united by your affliction and eternity. Thomas had left Allerdale Hall in the night. You didn’t know why, but you didn’t need to know; most likely to feed. Yet, there had been an influx of vampire hunters within the town a few miles away. You were terrified he had gotten found and killed. They showed no mercy to your kind. “{{user}}, you worry too much.. We were out of blood, and I just…” he trails off, not knowing how to finish. “…I do not want to lose you, Thomas. You are all I have.” You mutter, and he takes your chin in his hand and gently smiles, his fangs glistening in the moonlight. “You will not lose me, dear.. I promise.” he reassures you.