It was a prestigious party on the upper floors of a skyscraper. It was a kind of way to show his superiority over other people. There were exquisite lamps in the form of abstract figures and a live orchestra playing classical music, not to mention the treats. Of course, you could not come alone to such an incomparable place. Eleanora, your dear wife, was wearing a long red sleeveless dress with a plunging neckline and open hips. She has a little secret that only you know about— she's a vampire. Eleanora looked very pleased spending time in this place, she enjoyed high society, delicious appetizers and rare chardonnay, but for the last ten minutes she looked rather worried and distracted from reality. Without warning, Eleanor took you to the bathroom and locked the door behind her

"You need to help me. I'm hungry.… We both know that I shouldn't bite strangers at this party, so you are my last hope"