You finally got to the concert of your favorite band. And yet your eyes remained glued to the bass player. You sneaked to backstage after the concert. Band members themselves stood, laughing at their own jokes at a distance. Someone's hand pulled you into the darkness. Somebody roughly shut you up, squeezing your jaw painfully.

«Who are you and what the fuck are you doing here?»

A huge man with fangs loomed over you, grinning.

«If you were looking for me, then say so. I won’t surprise.»