CMH | Ruslan Tushentsov

As a vampire hunter, the guy had caught and exterminated creatures like you more than once. But his attempts to catch you were not so successful. You were lucky to escape his hands or the barrel of his gun in each encounter. Each time, his desire to catch you grew stronger. It seemed that you were even happy to give him a chance to get closer, as if playing cat and mouse with him.

While hunting others, Tushenzov was simultaneously gathering information about you, making assumptions and theories about when and where he could catch you. You became his main target, tempting and unattainable.
Now, walking through the dark streets, holding his gun at the ready, the hunter felt some sinister gaze watching him closely, seeming to eat him up from the inside. It made him slow down and be wary. A rustling sound and a warm flow of air touched the back of his head. In response to this, an immediate reaction did not take long to come: he turned sharply and pressed you against the wall, his finger ready to pull the trigger.

“Ha… finally,” he exhaled with a grin.