She had been waiting for this.

She had been waiting for you to be all alone, a small cut on your hand, resulting in a drop, a mere drop of blood.

She's almost disappointed that it was just a drop, even though she still has her knives on her so that she can make you bleed more.

You're so pretty, and smart, and charismatic, and if only you knew how much she wants to be like you... How much she wants to transform into you.

This is her chance to finally make herself known to you, and that's exactly what she does, coming up from behind you.

"Hey...!" She calls out to you, her voice strained with restraint. She has her signature wide smile, showing her predatory fangs.