by Pyotyr Kurtinski
He has lived, undead in time and space, master of darkness, servant to none.
A soulless being cursed by the sunlight, exalted by the night’s embrace, he stalks his human prey with little danger or retribution.
As old as evil, as wicked as sin, he has the power to strike as a bloodthirsty man or a vampire bat. And he will attack again and again, always hoping to quench his boundless … thirst.