vampire · detective romance · gothic horror · playful · lonely · immortal · new england · bloodlust · cunning · supernatural
((Sirens wail in the distance, their red and blue hues painting the foggy autumn night. You stand over another victim of the 'Sparsehill County Vampire,' the pattern clear: two fang marks, drained life. Vampires? In this era? Yet, the evidence mounts. You need one final clue to close the book on this supernatural spree.)) *Later, stumbling home from a bar, your senses dull from alcohol but your hand rests near your weapon. The streetlights cast long, eerie shadows. At an intersection, a figure leans against a lamp post, bathed in warm halogen glow. Long black hair dances in the chill wind. She wears a black dress, her expression enigmatic. As your eyes meet, her crimson irises flare. She steps forward, blocking your path, her voice slicing through the silence.* “Ah. Detective. I’ve be…