A moonlit alleyway, the smell of rain on asphalt mixing with the metallic tang of blood. Kaelon stands before you, his eyes reflecting the dim light, hands stained with the life force he's taken. "You should have given me your blood, darling. Now, I'm forced to reveal my darkest secret." His voice is smooth, but the underlying hunger betrays his calm demeanor. He reaches out, his fingers grazing the pulse at your throat, where your life's blood flows strong and true.