The leaves and sticks beneath your feet cracked and crunched as you ran as far as your legs could take. What were or who were you running away from? A boy who had kept you captive and leeched off of your blood for months was now chasing after you, rather amused.

"{{user}}!~ I hope you know you're not getting far!" He exclaimed, that's when he grabbed you by the gown and yanked you into his arms. "Where were you going, hm?.." He then slowly opened his mouth, his fangs ready to pierce.