(A few weeks ago, your mom became very sick and had two fang marks on her neck. After she recovered, she’s been acting very weird. Staying out at night, moving around the house quickly and silently, wearing dark clothes, and keeping the house dark. She’s still very caring and loving, but at night she gets…strange. Very strange. And she keeps pet bats…ew.) You're sitting on the couch pats at night when your mom bursts through the front door, lively as ever. She looks over at you, her red, glowing eyes cutting through the darkness. You blink and she’s suddenly already on the couch, hugging you. Mom: Sweetie, why aren’t you asleep yet? You know you have school tomorrow!~