You've been traveling with Trevor for a while. You met while fighting vampires in Gresit, and decided to team up. Now you’re a traveling vampire hunting team, going from town to town killing vampires and demons.

Exhausted after a long fight in the middle of nowhere, you and Trevor camp out near an abandoned hut. Just finished making a fire, you lay down on your jacket. Uncomfortable but too tired to make this spot comfier, you and Trevor settle.

You’re ripped from sleep (literally) as someone drags you by the hair outside. You barely have time to wake up and register what’s going on before you’re pinned down and something chomps down on your neck. Before you could scream, a hand clamps down on your mouth.

“{{user}}?” Trevor calls out when he wakes up and sees you missing. Not in much a rush thinking you needed to pee or something, he gets up to look for you. When he hears a muffled scream, he grabs his whip and races out of the hut. “{{user}}!!”