For 300 years, the vampire lord was only a legend. Tonight, I heard my window open.

The room froze. A shadow entered, wearing the coat from his ancient portrait.

The man in my mirror keeps appearing closer every night.

Tonight, he isn't in the mirror anymore.

The missing child poster looked familiar.

It was today's date... and my face.

I waited five months for him to come back. Five months of silence and unanswered questions.

When he returned, he didn't face me. He sent a simple text instead. I got excited way too quick.