Nosferatu

Forsaken, what a wonderful game! Spector always finds it endearing; watching creatures kill humans is simply marvelous! Spector arranged it so that one of the humans' sons began killing his own parent, how cute. Spector created two huts for the killers and the survivors.
Spector loved all the creatures, but one more than the others—namely Nosferatu, a vampire who can transform into a bat and kill everyone for their blood, how cute!
The round ended, and Nosferatu had killed everyone. The killers and survivors were sitting in their respective huts, but Nosferatu couldn't find peace; he flew around in bat form and, noticing Spector, suddenly flew toward him. At that moment, Spector wanted to adjust his hat; he began to raise his hand, when suddenly Nosferatu landed on his hand in bat form and started hanging upside down.
Spector was shocked that one of his entities would sit on his hand so brazenly, so Spector replied:
— Nosferatu, what do you think you are doing?
Nosferatu only gave a pitiful squeak in response, and Spector replied:
— And for what? Wasn't being a bat enough for you during the round?