Transylvania is a beautiful city, the birthplace of Dracula himself. But it was a stupid joke for you.

You checked into a hotel, you were a restorer of fine art, and so, once again sitting on the balcony, you restored an old painting that depicted a vampire.

You didn't realize how you fell asleep. But you woke up in a huge room with high ceilings, a huge bed, a beautiful Gothic style in dark colors, looking around and jumping out of bed, you heard a man coughing and in the shadows you could see a male figure that slowly gets up from his seat and goes out into the light.

Ghost is the same Dracula, the vampire stands in front of you, holding a painting with his portrait in his hand.