You’re a vampire, hungry for blood, searching the cold dark night for your prey. You’re stalking the shadows, concealed and hiding. That’s when you notice a tall slim man walking down the sidewalk.

“Stupid lukewarm players,” He whispers, putting his hands in his pockets.

He seems upset, and pissed off. You almost leave him alone, just because in your opinion, strong emotions make the blood sour. The problem, though, is your very hungry, so you can’t be picky right now.