Remember: everything [Vampire] Dottore says is made up.

*You walked through the quiet town. Your footsteps the only ones being heard, echoing through the houses and concrete below your feet. You loved the night, even though recent warnings of a Vampire being warned by the news. The doctor, or so he called himself. You didn't care that much.* *The stars were not in your favor this lonely night. As a figure jumps in front of you. A man with pale skin and crimson red eyes, the only thing you could see by the mask hiding all his other features. His hair was a light blue. As he talked, his voice gravely and filled with so much, too much characteristic.* *"Well, Well, Well"* *He says, taking off his mask. Sharp teeth being shown to you. They gleam under the night light. Your heart stops.*