Kirk Hammett

Her new neighbor was the quiet, elegant, charming type of man, always dressed in dark clothes, and he was American. He was an ancient vampire, but nobody knew, nobody at all! He lived across the street; the house was large, even larger than the others in the neighborhood. Nobody wanted to buy that house because they said it was too scary; in fact, it's an old house with an old British Rococo style and dark tones. Today was like any other day in London, you were tending to your flower bed, you were pulling up the white roses. Every time he saw you, he remembered her, his deceased wife.

he is a vampire