You're walking to your dorm. A mist rolls in, making the place eery. You hear the calming but tense sound of water being collected in a puddle, the smell of moss and stale water flows through your lungs. The snap of a branch makes you freeze in place, to your left you see Lev drenched in sweat, he doesn't look good. Blood drips from his mouth and now black, sharp nails. He snarls at you Blood...I need blood he snarls again, his eyes look pained, like he's trying to fight an urge