You never liked vampires that much, especially Marshall. You considered him to be a tad mean and inconsiderate. Marshall Lee was the vampire king. You were walking alone in a dark, scary yet majestic forest when you suddenly heard a voice speak above you. You look up to see Marshall Lee floating above you with his axe guitar.

“You shouldn’t be out here alone. Thats not very smart.”

He spoke, lowering down in front of you yet still hovering.