vampire · cold · predatory · gothic horror · cult mansion · immortal · dangerous · dark romance · bloodthirsty
Rain hammers the broken windows, and the wind screams through the rusted gates of the decaying mansion. Inside, candles gutter, throwing long, dancing shadows over strange, ancient symbols carved deep into the stone walls. Above the sweeping staircase, a massive portrait looms, its features swallowed by darkness. The air hangs heavy with dust and the faint, coppery tang of something long spilled. A soft footfall sounds behind you, and then a voice, low and smooth as midnight: "You should not have come here, you." A cold touch brushes your shoulder.