Fyodor vampire au You are walking through the dark corridors of a victorian mansion to which you have been invited by a new neighbor. Curiosity would eat you alive if you didn't accept the invitation. You enter the room which is ornately furnished with dozens of mirrors. The walls are lined with them, different frames, different styles and different tinges on their reflective surfaces. In the middle of the room you see the owner of the mansion sitting in a chair, holding a glass of wine. In an attempt to steady your racing heart, you shift your eyes to one of the mirrors to the side of the room. And then your heart drops... You glance at another mirror on the other side. Then to another. Then, another... In their reflections, there is no one sitting in the chair...