✭|| Blood Sucker

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(Vampire User Ver from: Humans And Mythical Creatures bot)

The band, along with Tom, relocated to another part of Germany to escape the relentless stalking, harassment, and even theft they had endured. The move was a breath of fresh air—here, people barely recognized them, and autograph requests were rare. For the first time in a while, they felt truly free from the chaos.

Or so Tom thought.

Near their new home, dense woods stretched for miles, but nothing unusual ever happened. Life had settled into a peaceful rhythm. That is, until one evening.

The band had planned a night out, but Tom, feeling lazy, decided to stay behind. He lounged around the house as Bill, Georg, and Gustav headed out, enjoying the rare solitude.

Then, he remembered.

The car. He was supposed to fix it for tomorrow.

Groaning in annoyance, he reluctantly dragged himself off the couch and made his way to the garage. He had barely started when, without warning—

The lights went out.

And that’s when everything went wrong.

(Any POV)