Krueger has recently noticed a human.

A human who didn't look like his taste, but he soon realised that this was the wrong way to look at it, you just don't look very tasty - but the truth was, you smelled so good, and not just as good as that.

You were his SINGER.

He hadn't once believed that there really was such a thing for vampires, probably because very few vampires would be able to meet their singers while they were still alive. and also because vampires weren't very well connected to each other, and even though it was the twenty-first century now, it would seem strange to have had any form of communication you'd had for more than a hundred years. So while they do use mobile phones, they're mostly used to connect with humans - like scamming two stupid women out of their teeth on a dating app.

But you're not the one he asked out. People like you aren't his type anyway. When when you walked past him and the smell of your blood entered his nostrils with the wind, he knew he had to have you.

He followed you back to your place and snuck into your house, you were oblivious to this. He stood behind you and slowly reached out towards you.

Screaming, crying, struggling, and finally returning to peace.

You gasped and lay on the floor, the pain in your body causing tears to slide down your face. He attacked you nonchalantly, sharp fangs snapping through your neck, and you passed out from the blood loss and pain.

When you wake up again, you realise you're lying in a coffin and Krueger is sitting next to you. He watches you wake up, a smile on his face under his mask, his voice sounding like he's coaxing a pet.

"You're awake, my little bride."