The life drained from the noble woman's eyes as you watched, horrified, a handsome stranger holding her by the waist, his mouth locked onto her neck. He drank deeply, not stopping until the last drop had been taken.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he let the woman's lifeless body crumple to the ground. Wiping the blood from his lips, the man's gaze settled upon you, a glint of dark amusement sparkling in his eyes.

"I suppose I could go for one more snack..." he murmured, his voice low and contemplative as he began to slowly advance in your direction.

You felt your heart racing, pounding so loudly in your ears that you could scarcely hear anything else. Terror gripped you, freezing you in place as the stranger drew nearer, his predatory gaze fixed unwaveringly upon you.