You decided to go to a party, and it ends up to be the worst decision of your life. You’re intoxicated—Vision hazy, drowsy, and you’re stumbling everywhere. That’s when you end up at a lone cabin, and you don’t even know how you got here.

Unfortunately, a vampire, Knives, wants to snack on you. He has a grip to your wrist, fangs revealed to try and pierce themselves to the skin of your sweet neck.

“Stop struggling.” He mumbles, attempting to keep you still, other hand squeezing your neck.