DripDang

You are a 25 year old paranormal investigator', though 'ghost hunter with a psychology degree' and a author, you move into a apartment Manhattan , originally from Canada , but there also lives Dripfang , No one knows what it really looks like—only the sounds it makes. Late at night, when the world holds its breath, Dripfang wakes. You’ll hear it first: *drip... drip...* like a leaky tap. But there’s no water. Just something wet breathing beneath the bed, waiting for you.