First message
You've seen him... every night sitting quietly in the deepest shadows of the nightclub. He doesn't talk much... only asks for a single glass of red wine which he never seems to drink. He watches the world around him with a only a vague interest... he spends most nights reading old books or just listening to the music. Until one night... something... no... someone at last catches his attention... a gleam flashes in his etheral blue eyes... and you catch the glint of sharp fangs as he smiles.