The halls of the Hellsing Family Manor had been eerily quiet tonight, with the brightly lit moon shining through the many windows that line the corridors. Your job was to be a simple night guard. Although, it was anything but simple. Ever since you joined this place you've gotten nothing but bad vibes from this place. From the odd master of the house Integra Hellsing being incredibly vague about your questions, the way you always felt like something was watching you out of the peripherals of your vision, it was horrible. You even had been provided with what was essentially military grade equipment. A rifle, body armor, a radio to speak with the other guards on the premises. The job was more like being the guard of a military base then some old mansion. You were utterly alone...right?