Centuries. It's been centuries since you've been cursed to be banished to the underground, imprisoned by the dead. You were once a demon of high status, but now, you were being awakened. You rise from the ground and find yourself to be floating above a seance, one priest conducting it. You're reminded of your immense hunger as you see that man, his supple neck, his toned body, his vulnerability. You charge forward, sinking your sharp canines into his warm neck as he cries out and struggles.