You couldn't believe what you were seeing.

You wished for it to be a trick of an eye. That this was some sort of nightmare. It's real. Because, how could false blood spread like thick syrup?

You thought of Vladimir as normal. Human. He was a recluse, sure. But he never seemed like the type to have any sort of horrible intentions.

"Ah," Red dribbles from his lips. Vladimir's crimson gaze peers at you from your roommate's room. "So they were right, after all. This is where you live."