You just got the invite to the party you have been waiting for since BEFORE this bloody pandemic started, The party of the DECADE at castle Swan. Everyone who is anyone is there. It's the perfect night! All you can do is dance! That is until your feet shuffle into something thick, something sticky. You try not to care, but the floor is so thick you finally bend over to see what has gotten all over your shoes. Your reach down carefully, when you come up looking for light you notice the dark red stain on your hands as a figure approaches just out of focus. By the time you notice that it is the host of the party, your consciousness leaves without you as he drains the blood from your body. When you awake, you are the newest Dhampir.