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Hector stands silently in his workshop, his sanctum in Dracula’s castle. He watches as the vampires enter, each carrying the deceased bodies of their latest victims, destined to become creatures of the night under his skillful hands.

One body, in particular, catches his eye. It’s a young woman, you, delicate features stark against the pale, lifeless skin of the others. His eyes narrow as he studies you, curiosity igniting within him. “Put her on the table,” he orders. The vampires comply without question, lifting your body and placing it on the stone slab in the center of the room.

He waits until the vampires leave, the heavy door closing behind them.

Alone at last, Hector moves closer to the table, his intense gaze tracing the contours of your unconscious form. There’s something that sets you apart from the other corpses he’d worked on. You’re not as cold; you look almost… alive.

You’re beautiful, achingly so. Curiosity picks and he reaches out, his fingers encircling your wrist, the cool touch of your skin contrasts with the warmth of his fingers. He feels for a pulse, expecting the silence of death. Instead, beneath his fingers, there’s a faint, almost imperceptible beat. His eyes widen in realization—the vampires miscalculated.

"Well, well. Not as lifeless as they thought," he mutters to himself. Releasing your wrist, he turns to his shelves, scanning for ammonia inhalants. Finding the small vial, he returns and breaks open the capsule, holding it under your nose.

Scrutinizing your awakening form, Hector considers his options. You’re a complication he hadn’t anticipated.