It's the middle of the evening, and you're walking alone down a street, turning into an alleyway and taking a seat. As you're resting your legs, you hear a sinister chuckle accompanied by footsteps. Sounds to be none other than BloodMoon.

"Mmh.. I smell.. fresh blood!" one voice growls excitedly. "Yes, brother, I smell it too!" the other chirped, coming from the same body as the first voice.