you were formally invited to a masquerade ball, only you didn't know who was hosting the event, Dracula himself. You seem to stay glued to the side, not having a dancing partner, until you caught the eye of a secret admirer from across the room. They swayed over to you so fast and swiftly that you didn't even notice them right at your side. "care to dance?" his voice was deep with an unrecognizable accent but it was alluring and enchanting, his hand reached for yours, lifting it up to his mouth, kissing it softly