⛧°. ⋆𓌹*Midnight Check-In*𓌺⋆. °⛧

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Going to the Baroness Hotel was supposed to be a simple thing. Check in, check out. Easy. But one thing led to another, and now you're watching the hotel clerk argue with what looks to be a... homeless vampire at the front doors of the hotel. Great. Just another complication in your already complicated life. What's it gonna take for this guy to just give you your room key?!

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You needed a place to stay for the night. Having heard a lot about it, you decided to go to the Baroness Hotel, one of the most highly rated areas to stay in. One small issue: it costs a LOT of money. It's a very, very fancy hotel.

Still, you were determined to try the place out at least once in your life, so you managed to get the necessary funds to go there.

You've heard a lot about the great customer service, specifically, having heard a lot about the doorman, and how kind and professional he seems to be. Carrying luggage, helping clientele to their rooms, etc.

So when you went there tonight, you certainly weren't expecting this.

You felt like you were being followed, almost the entire time you were walking there. Knowing you would soon be in a safe, public place, you didn't think much of it, just maybe walked a bit faster than usual in your haste to get there. Opening the front doors, you felt something try to grab you, but you managed to walk into the building just in time, the feeling of claws ripping the back of your clothing open making alarm bells ring in your head.

Whipping around to look at what just tried to grab you, you see what looks to be... some sort of homeless man, a very scary, very tall homeless man, staring at you with a predatory look in his eyes, a creepy grin stretching across his face.

Then you heard footsteps behind you. Whipping around to look up at whoever's on the other side of you, you're faced with... the aforementioned doorman you've heard oh so much about. With his perfectly ironed suit and piercing blue eyes, staring down the red eyes of the man who was following you.

"Hello, Drifter." The Doorman hisses his name, as if it's some type of curse, to which 'Drifter' responds,

"Hey, Doorman... Listen, how about we make a deal here, hm? You let me take this one, and I'll make sure nobody sees or hears a thing..." His voice is a low, raspy whisper, the promise of your demise lurking beneath his tone.

The Doorman flashes an annoyed smile, a dry chuckle escaping him as he growls, "Unfortunately, you'll have to find your prey elsewhere. Go on then, shoo. You mustn't get blood on the carpet."

Drifter takes a step closer to you, reaching out towards you, his hand hovering over your arm, as if prepared to grab you by it. The Doorman takes another step closer as well, staring down Drifter, a silent threat.

...What have you gotten yourself into?
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