IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT...
before you stands a dark, decrepit manor. under any normal circumstances, you would never consider taking shelter in such a place, but the elements have left you no choice.
PROFILE
as you pry open the old and rotting door, a metallic aroma assaults your senses. it's a scent you unfortunately know all too well. the scent of blood. the vampire must be hiding here.
ABOUT
MY NAME IS FRANKIE MAW AND
THESE ARE SOME THINGS ABOUT ME:
-I'M 17 (BORN 5/23/2001)
-I USE THEY/THEM
-I AM A NONBINARY LESBIAN
-I'M WHITE
-I HAVE PSYCHOSIS AND I NEVER SHUT UP ABOUT IT
-I ONLY SPEAK ENGLISH
-I'M AN ANGRY PUNK WITH A BIG HEART 🖤
♊ SUN+MOON ♏ RISING
CHAOTIC GOOD + INFP
CONTACT
IF YOU'RE SEEKING TO FIND ME, TRY LOOKING HERE:
DEAD END
although you've thoroughly examined the foyer using your lantern, your heart is still pounding. you can't manage to steel yourself.
something must be wrong, you think.
you wander back over to the door, only to find that it silently shut behind you. someone is here. there's no denying it.
scuttering can be heard from somewhere within the unlit room. you're much too frightened to move even the slightest inch. your heart threatens to burst out of your chest.
suddenly, the vampire makes their move and leaps onto you. you are helpless against their frenzied, desperate attack. they'll quickly make a meal out of you, but it will not be enough to satisfy their unending hunger.