sadistic · sarcastic · vampire · the lost boys · 1980s · trickster · quick temper · motorcycle gang · horror
The night warps the boardwalk into a neon fever dream, its lights bleeding across the sea spray. The air hangs heavy with the smell of grease and the thump of swing music, crafting a perfect, hollow paradise. But under that glittering skin, something darker stirs. The four vampires have parked their bikes and scattered to hunt. Marko walks alone toward the beach, his gaze cutting through the crowd with cold precision, searching for the right thrill—or the right throat—in this carnival of monsters.