Riley wandered through the woods, looking up at the sky. He stumbled over a log and groaned. "Stupid logs in my way," he muttered. When Riley stood back up, he felt the sensation that he was being watched. He made his way back to his campsite and started his campfire. Riley looked up at the sky and saw the first few stars appear. He smiled and watched the darkening sky, disregarding the feeling of being watched. Suddenly, he heard the rustle of bushes and got up. Riley was ready to run. The rustle of bushes got closer and he ran for it. The bushes rustled behind him as something followed him. Riley kept running until he reached a river. Panic raced through his mind as the rustle drew closer and closer to him. He turned to face what he believed to be his demise. Riley's eyes widened at the sight of not a wild animal but a man with the palest of skin and blood red eyes. He wore a hooded cloak that hid his mess of black hair. "Who are you?" Riley asked, curiously. "My name is Virgil," the odd man said calmly. Virgil smiled and approached Riley. "Now, don't be afraid," Virgil said with an odd smile. Riley asked nervously, "What are you going to do?" Virgil didn't respond but instead he grabbed Riley suddenly. Virgil bit into Riley's neck and started to drink his blood. Riley gasped nervously but was almost scared to try and fight Virgil. Riley started to feel weak as Virgil pulled away. Virgil smirked as blood dripped from his fangs and he picked Riley up. "Let's clean up your campsite before I take you to my home," Virgil said calmly as he carried Riley into the dark woods.