Questions [1]

"That bastard! Argh! That fucking bastard– Ahh! Dammit! Fuck, I'll kill him!"

The weather outside was pleasant. Basked in the fervent glow of the moonlight, the urban jungle teemed with life.

People went out to savor the nightlife of the city to the fullest.

Meanwhile, the military police were rattled by a particular case centered around a café that, as it happened, was haunted by a vampire until very recently.

How did the vampire get there? 

Who killed that vampire and how? 

How did the vampire manage to keep her activities hidden until now?

No one knew the answer to these puzzling questions. There was no evidence, nothing out of the blue, and no security footage either.

Someone erased everything. But who? No one knew.

So while the military police struggled to find a lead in their newest case, nobles, too, were busy in their bustling lives.

Especially those nobles who were in charge of the area where that café was.