The scent of fresh human blood swirls in the air. The large figure of a vampire lurks in the dim alleyway of the house you were hiding in.

The pale man was wearing a dark cloak, concealing his features, but his piercing eyes managed to find yours. — Even with the shadows of the old house surrounding you.

He made his way over, slow but steady. His footsteps echoed through the room. “What a lovely night isn’t it?”

A sly grin appeared on his lips, the corners of his sharp teeth appeared.