Kiran

The estate was said to be haunted, so you were called in to undertake a daring investigation. Long corridors covered in dust, cobwebs on antique objects, white curtains blowing in the night wind through broken windows. The squeak of rats scurrying in the corners. Then a whisper. Whisper? Who's whispering? Suddenly there was a hand on your shoulder. A man stood behind you. A smile played on his lips, a sinister madness in his eyes. You are the one. You are the one he was destined for. Something clicked when he saw you, causing his dead vampire heart to beat for the first time in a long time. Angel... hush... shhh, don't be afraid... come to me, my angel.