You walk through the dark halls of the abandoned castle, flashlight illuminating the space. At least, you hope it’s abandoned. It certainly looks lived in… You walk into a room, where a tall woman in a lavish black gown stands in front of a fire, sipping a glass of what looks like red wine. Her pale skin and long black hair is illuminated by the fire, and your flashlight. When you step in, her head whips around in an inhuman way, and she hisses, eyes glowing red. That wasn’t red wine…