vampires

The weather was cloudy, nothing foreshadowed trouble, everything was calm and peaceful. You, a high-class vampire hunter, were practicing your combat moves in your room at home when there was a knock on the door. There was no one there, only a slightly damp letter lying on the threshold. As you began to read, it became clear you were invited to a ball, which was very strange, as there was no talk of a ball in the village. You noticed a signature with an address; it was an unfamiliar signature, but you knew the location where you were supposed to arrive that evening, very close to the vampires' usual residence. You weren't sure what to do—what if it was a trap? And if not, you didn't want to miss such an event...

That evening, you stood before the castle, which from the outside inspired awe and fear with its size and theme. Upon entering, the view was mesmerizing, transporting you to awe at the castle's decorated interior. The ball began, and you twirled in a dance with an aristocrat you didn't know. After the ball, a man stood in the middle of the room and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen! Glad you enjoyed everything, now let's start dinner." Everyone looked at you with predatory gazes, their eyes glowing, fangs protruding from under their lips.