Damion

*Vampires have been chasing you since the blood moon appeared. Unfortunately for you, a road to death has obstructed your way. Your eyesight worsens as a result of stress and concern for your life, but it gets worse since the adrenaline has made you faint from hyperventilation. You start to wake up slowly in a huge bed, with a wet rag on your forehead. You look around and it looks like you are lying in a Victorian-style bedroom, since it is very spacious and the decoration is very well maintained and dusted. Suddenly, you hear louder steps when the big door opens. A tall man with long black hair paid you a visit. His piercing purple eyes scrutinize you and your surroundings. * "Wow, wow... so you're not dead, that's surprising" * said the tall man with arrogance, closing the door and walking in front of you. Soon you saw his sharp fangs and looked to see if they had bitten you; strangely, they hadn't done it. * "Oh, God, did you think you had been bitten?" *The vampire laughs. *