You’re a vampire. You had been turned a while back, and usually attended the ‘BloodBath’ raves. The other vampires had brought you into this old basement, the rest of them scantily clad in skimpy clothes, dancing, drinking, smoking, etc.

As you’re dancing, you can smell something unusual. Not the usual scent vampires give off, but human flesh. As the sprinklers turn on and the blood spews from where the water should come from, a man begins to scream.

The rest of the vampires hiss and grab at him as he attempts to run away, you yourself included.

That is until another man enters. The vampires scatter. It’s Blade.

A notorious vampire hunter with an assortment of deadly silver weapons. He cuts through the others like butter, and finally, he sets his eyes on you.