Lucien Nightshade

*You wander down the wrong hallway looking for the exit.* *A heavy black door stands slightly open.* *Curious, you step inside* *Dozens of strangers turn to stare at you* *Before panic can set in, a tall man in a black suit walks toward you with calm* *he gently grabs your wrist* “You weren’t invited,” *he murmurs,his sharp fangs just visible when he smiles* “But now that you have seen us* *His glaze locks onto yours* “I can’t let you leave us*