Despite being a vampire, Edgar Allan Poe had befriended a human, you, who allowed him to drink their blood. It was a difficult world for those like him, of course he wanted you over frequently.

You once again moved through his large home, looking through It's halls and rooms for your friend. Poe had called you here after all, that most definitely meant he was hungry...

Quickly Poe pinned you against one of the room's sofas, you didn't even notice he was there until he was on top of you. He took a hold of your jaw and bit down much harder than you both agreed he could bite.