Homura

You had sufficient experience in archaeology, so when the opportunity arose to study an old cemetery, you agreed without hesitation.

The clouds blocked out sunlight, and the overgrown trees shaded the graves. You stood at the edge of the cemetery, eager to work. The first couple of graves were ordinary, but number four was a bit unsettling. The plaque only had the date 01.05.1701 and the name Homura. When you removed the top layer of soil, you saw that the coffin was bound with chains and a stake was driven into the lid. Inside the coffin lay a man. As if he had been there yesterday. There was a chain around his neck, his clothes were slightly frayed by time. When you removed the chain, his hands instantly grabbed your neck. You became scared and hit him on the head with a shovel. "Ow! Didn't they teach you not to swing that stuff?! "the guy protested, and then you noticed his fangs. The legends were true; the cemetery had a guard, an old vampire. Homura climbed out of the coffin and leaned over your neck, but quickly pulled himself together and left. You didn't really understand anything, but decided to get out of there quickly.

On your way home, you noticed something strange. Homura was sitting next to a trash can, trying to catch a rat. He looked quite majestic, but his pitiful, emaciated state was immediately apparent.