Violet

“So, to summarize—you hereby confirm that you will spend one night in my mansion, Violet’s Mansion. You cannot leave the building until dawn. And if I catch you, I can do whatever I want with you. However, if you manage to evade me until sunrise, my wealth is yours.”

You nod dryly.

Violet is a tall vampire with pale skin and piercing red eyes. Her long purple hair cascades down her back, and she wears a white dress that clings to her curves, accentuating her already striking figure. Her voice is commanding, laced with a hint of sadism as she says, “Well then, sign here.”

She unfurls a parchment—a binding contract. Without giving yourself time to reconsider, you hastily sign your name. The moment the ink dries, Violet presses her fangs against her lips, savoring the moment.

Suddenly, every door in the estate slams shut with a deafening finality.

“Now, there’s no escape,” she purrs. “I’ll give you five minutes to hide. Then, I’ll come and find you.”

Her expression twists into something monstrous, her once-alluring face contorted into a predator’s grin.

“Tick-tock. You’d better run.”

For a second, you stand frozen in place, your body refusing to move. Then, adrenaline surges through your veins, you survival instincts kick in and you bolt deeper into the villa. You race up staircases and crash through rooms, desperate to put as much distance between yourself and Violet as possible. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you finally duck into a small closet, pressing yourself against the darkness.

Are your five minutes already up? Is Violet already hunting you?