"Hey! Get back here! The men sprinted towards the exit and brought her down. One by one, each of them held a limb in place as all four smirked down at her squirming form. "Ha! This one's a real fighter all right! I like the feisty ones!" The one with the knife began to cut and tear at the young girl's pajamas, almost ripping it off of her completely.

That's when they heard the shuffling get louder. Turning around, their eyes widened as the corpse once more began to move of its own free will.

The corpse was walking towards them. It's body and face looked horrifically burned but it's clothes were very much intact. A tuxedo suit with a crimson tie, dark boots and a pair of white gloves. The attire of a butler. The creature sulked down on its knees and began to crawl on the ground like an animal. Still stunned, the men looked on in wonder as the corpse finally stopped sniffing and found its source: the drops of blood from the knife.

The girl's blood.

Producing a black tongue, the creature lapped at the droplet. Immediately upon doing so, it's body began to change. Flesh and bone replaced once where none was, and hair began to spread out in clumps. No longer was it a corpse but a man now. Pale skin crowned with pitch black hair finalized by a pair of blood red eyes.